《His Possession》TWO
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"... And you have to use the Newton Law to find..." My professor said but I'm sitting here with my mouth open while staring into nothingness.
"...and I want a five page essay about what we just learned today." Wait! What?!
I quickly raised my hand but some nerd beat me to it.
"Yes, Carl?"
"Front and back?" Please be only front. Please only be front-.
"Um. Well... I suppose it can be front and back." That fuckin b-
"Jordan!"
I snap my head to the right and see my best gay friend Greyson.
"What!?" I said while sending daggers to the nerd that asked that question.
"I asked if you were going to the party today?"
"I can't. I have work after school. Hey, did you copy the notes?"
"Here! Make it quick. I have to see my sweet cakes." He said while rolling his eyes then sighing in a love daze.
I chuckled then took pictures of the notes. He's been seeing this senior, and they seem to be really into each other.
"I will text what happens at the party or if I need you to come pick me up."
"I DON'T HAVE A CAR!" I yelled in his face while we both walked out of the room.
"Oh shit. Forgot. Anyway, how did you even crash the car?" He said while smirking at the end.
"I'm done telling you." I said while walking a bit faster than him, but of course he caught up with his spider legs.
"Oh come on. I love it when you say it."
"No. You already know. I don't have to tell you everyday!"
"Please Jordy! Please!"
"Ughhhhh! Fine! Icrashedthecarbytryingtohelpadogacrossthestreet!"
"What?" He said while cupping his ear. "I didn't catch that."
"I crashed the car by helping a dog across the street!" I yelled in his ear. He jumped in surprise then rubbed his ear lobe.
"Fuck." He said while rubbing his ear.
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"Okay well I have to go." I said while giving him a hug.
I made my way towards the bus stop and waited while plugging my headphones in.
'I want a brand new whip. I want a brand new house...'
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I walked in the diner to see it filled with college students.
I walked towards the back, clocked in, and said "hi" to James.
"Hey baby girl. Can you deliver this to table 5?"
"Yeah. Of course." I said while grabbing the hamburgers and fries and walking towards table 5.
"I will be right there." I said to a group of guys that were practically yelling for a waiter.
I saw that the table was with two guys. One I can see with tattoos on his arms with shades on and one's back facing towards me. I can see that he has tattoos covering his whole neck and some covering his arms and knuckles.
"Here you go. Two bacon and cheese
h-hamburgers." I said while looking at the guy who had the tattoos covering his neck.
Jaxon.
He looked up and saw it was me then gave a confused face. His friend was just looking back and forth between us. I was staring directly into his blue eyes while he looked into my green eyes.
"What are you doing here?" He asked a little bit too rude.
"I work here dibshit." I said the last part under my breath.
"WHA-"
"Am I missing something here?" His friend asked. He had black hair that looked so soft and a perfect jawline. You can see his muscles through his black fitting shirt and it hugs tightly around his biceps.
"No." He said firmly. His friend then looked back at me with his hand out.
"I'm Landon."
"Jordan."
"My,my. What a beautiful thing you are." He said while bringing his lips to the back of my hand.
I rolled my eyes and brought my hand back.
"Well I have to get back to work. Just call me for anything."
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"Oh yeah. Can I have the digits."
"No."
****
The day went by so sloooooowwww. I don't know how that happens. But every time I would look at the clock it would say 5 minutes had passed, even though it felt like an hour.
Finally my shift has finished and I'm clocking out.
"Bye James!"
"Bye baby girl!"
I started to walk out of the diner and made my way down the block, but I heard the screaming again.
"Bones! Bones!"
I need to see this.
So I followed the voices and found myself in an alley filled with middle aged people. I squeezed myself towards the side of the wall so I can see from the perfect angle. And just in my luck, there were two figures fighting.
There was a really HUGE guy, that looked like the hulk and there was one that was like an average dude with big muscles, filled with tattoos all over his body. He had a huge skull on the base of his back and designs going to his neck all the way towards his front where there was another picture of a man with a nose piercing who was sticking his tongue out. He had a flower on the front of his neck and simple designs going to his arms.
The two fought, and tattoo dude was fast on his feet and so was his punches, while the hulk guy was having trouble keeping up with tattoo dudes moves. Tattoo dude did a right hook, left jab, right jab, then a strong left kick to his head. That sent him out cold.
"AND LADIES AND GENTLEMEN YOUR WINNER ISSSSSSS BONEEEEEEESSSSSS!"
The announcer said while sticking up tattoo guy's right hand up.
I couldn't see his face because he was turned away from me. All I can see was the huge skull on his back.
There was another fight that was going on but I need to get home because I had class in the morning. I walked out of the alley and made my way towards the bus stop that was two blocks away.
I felt eyes on me but shook it off and continued to walk faster to the bus stop. I held my bag closer to me and kept my head down low.
I hate walking in the night.
I was a block away but I was pushed to the wall so harshly that I got my air knocked out. I was struggling to breathe while two sets of feet stepped back and watched me struggle. They both laughed and looked at me up and down and one licked his lips while the other gave me a manic smile.
I finally caught my breath and started to reach in my bag but not too quick for them to notice.
"What are you doing here baby girl?" One guy said while licking his lips.
"Please. I was just walking to the bus stop. I don't have money so if that's what you are looking for, I'm sorry to disappoint you." I said while my hand finally reached inside of my bag.
"Oh, that's not what we want sweet cheeks. We want you." The other said.
"Please." While my hand searched around for the thing I was looking for until I found it.
"Are you begging now? Well I just might do it here in the street light then."
I pulled out my hand and both of them didn't get time to react to getting pepper sprayed in the face.
They both screamed in pain. While they were too busy with rubbing their eyes, I kicked them where the sun doesn't shine and now they're both on the ground groaning in pain.
"Suck on my dick bitches." I said while spitting on them and spraying more spray in their eyes and mouths.
"Wow. Didn't know a girl would be brave enough to do that." A deep voice said behind me and my whole body froze and tensed up.
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