Becky’s pov
“imma fry your fucked up dick and feed them to the dogs dickhead!” I yell as i struggled against the people holding me. The dick held his bleeding nose as a few men held him.
“Calm down lady…. don’t cause a scene here!. I scoff angrily.
“I don’t give a flying fuck!. Let me go, wanna teach this boner to keep his dangling dick in check asshole!” I yell again and a few people laugh. Dylan comes into the circle and I roll my eyes. He spares me a glare before helping his friend up. . Fucked up friend he’s got. sandy comes in moment later, gasping for breath.
“For fuck sake Becky what in the freaking hell have you done!” she held me by my arms and those holding me let go off me.
“Thanks for saving him” sandy mutters to the small crowd and pushed me forward.
“Nothing wrong than teaching this airhead to be decent.” I stumbled as i walked, sandy pulling me hastily away from the crowd towards Dylan’s car.
“Becky…. I thought we are over this stupid attitude of yours!?” sandy asked angrily. Dylan was trailing behind us with his fathead friend.
“Well fuck me if i’d drop that attitude….. when all these stupid assholes called blind dates tries to pull a fast one on me” I yanked my hand from her grip and continue walking, my feet going deeper into the white sand.
“Becky…. I told you to drop this childish attitude of yours…. its gonna take you godamn fuckin nowhere!”. We got to the car and I rested against it, folded my arms and scrunched my face in anger.
“Really sandy don’t start your stupid sermons!” I watch Dylan and his bleeding nose friend walk up to us. Dylan stared at me for a moment and glanced at sandy.
“I’d go get our stuffs babe… stay here with them” Dylan says and walked off to God’s knows where!.
“Does it hurt you so bad Harry?” sandy asks as she dab a handkerchief on Harry’s cut lips. He winces and I frown. Coward!.
“I’m awfully sorry Harry for my friend’s bitchiness…” She sent me a glare. i roll my eyes. Dylan returned with the stuffs and put them in the trunk. We got in the car and he rode out.
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“Why did you do that becky…. you act like ya thirteen sometimes!” Sandy roll her eyes as she drove her car to emilia’s. I eat my chocolates. Dylan had dropped us at our apartment an hour ago and had taken his friend to the clinic…. i hope he never gets well.
“He was being such a prick… i mean how could be getting a hard on when we were talking. Sandy spares me a suprised glance.
“Wait.. Don’t tell me you beat him up cos he was getting a hard on!’ I chew my chocolates and scoff.
“Fuckin yes!…. he’s a godamn motherfucker!” Sandy stops at a red light and turn to me.
“Becky… you sure do know dylan is angry at you right. Who fuckin does that… beating up a blind date cos he got a hard on…. damn stop being such a douchebag!” she resumed driving when the lights turned green. i lean against the window.
“Okay so where is it written that getting horny is a crime. fuck me it means you’re sexy dumbass!” i chuckle angrily.
“Then if my being sexy is gonna attract horny fuckers.
.. then i don’t need them … assholes!” i mutter and close the pack of the chocolates. i threw it on the dashboard. Sandy chuckles.
“Im never hooking you up with a blindate becky never!” She pulled into a stop in front of emilia house. yeah…. i don’t give a fuck about those motherfuckers called blind dates. i got out and slam the door hard.
“Don’t take your attitude on my car becky!” sandy curse as she got out. She walk to the gates and i trail behind her. We got in and walk up the front porch. She knocks on the door and i lean against the wall. The door opens.
“Hey babe” sandy squeal as she gives emilia a quick hug.
“Good God!.. im so happy you guys are here!…. Hey becky” she grins and i manage a smile and we hug. we disengage and walk fully into her sitting room.
“Where’s the hot guy” sandy whisper as she sit. Emilia scoffs.
“You mean mr criminal…. he’s down there!” she grabbed a pillow. I sit beside sandy.
“I thought you were supposed to come on sunday sandy?” Sandy huffs and glare at me.
“Yeah emmy…. but becky saw it best to ruin the not so good vacation”. Emilia chuckles.
“Who did you beat up this time becky” I scoff.
“Some godamn ratheads” sandy tweak my ears. Emilia giggles.
“Hope you didn’t hit too hard?” I grin despite sandy’s angry gaze.
“No emilia…. a split lip and a two kicks inbetween his legs. They gasp.
“Fuck becky do you wanna kill his balls!” sandy laughs.
“Really becky you should join my team of nerds…. and you could avoid those sort of embarrassing scenarios” Emila says and grin. i cross my arms.
“Yeah…. i would give that a good thought” sandy roll her eyes.
“So emilia…. what the fuck was eating you to make you plead with me to come back?” Emilia huffs tiredly.
“Come on let’s go talk in my room”.
Emilia’s pov
“Hell no!” sandy widen her eyes and they burst into annoying bouts of laughter.
I had narrated all what Mr criminal had done, excluding what had happened while I was cleaning . How I couldn’t report to the police and he rejecting the clothes I bought for him. I regret wasting my hard earned cash on him.
“yeah guys…. am so fed up!” Becky chuckles.
“Okay emilia…. seems i didn’t hear well…. He was…. making out!???”
“And her screams were enough to deafen a rat!” I jibe as they rolled in laughter.
“oh my…. I bet he’s a pro!” Becky says dreamily.
“What in the fuckin hell emilia…. you’re such a killjoy why did you interrupt such a hot scene jeez!”
“What was i to do…. watch a stranger do stupid unholy stuffs in my house no way!” I fold my arms. sandy wipes off tears from her
eyes.
“Oh my this is so fuckin hilarious!” I glare at her. she giggles.
“Sorry mother Theresa” They say in unison and resumed laughing… really!.
“Oh gosh… I’m so famished I could eat a mountain …. what’s for lunch emmy?” I roll my eyes.
“Like I had the energy to cook..” They gasp and exchange glances.
“You exhausted your energy…. doing what!” Sandy grins mischievously.
“Helping him cleanup his room stop getting silly thoughts in that little brain of yours?” Sandy grins.
“okay why don’t we eat out?” Becky sprang up immediately.
“Sure thing guys…. come on I’m famished” Sandy roll her eyes and I walk into the bathroom to dress up.
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“Bye guys” I wave as I got out of the car.
“Bye girlfriend…. do have a sweet night with the hot guy” she grins and drives off wildly. I chuckle and hold the takeout I had bought for the criminal
tighter. well he’s been in his room ever since our little argument thankfully enough. And I wish it would remain that way. I open the gates and walk up the short steps to my door. I slide in the key. I need to get an early rest so I could wake up early enough for service tomorrow. I never skip going to the cathedral for anything in the world. I close the door softly behind me and lock up. Its 7:pm and I bet he’s famished. We had bickered away this afternoon after he refused to take the clothes I had bought for him. I squat on the floor and open the trapdoor. I did a quick sign of the cross, adjust my eyeglasses and slowly walked down the wooden stairs. I got in and looked around. It was empty. No sign of him. I frown. Could be in the kitchen eating my foodstuff!. I walk up the stairs into the living room and walk to the kitchen. I stood at the door and looked around. Same thing. I roll my eyes. I walk quickly through the hall leading to my room and threw the door open. The room appeared the same way we left it… He wasn’t in. I checked the bathroom…. no one.
“Liam?….” I call out hoping he would hear, no response. I frown. I returned back to the living room, checked the kitchen again and the room beneath. No signs of him. I go out of my apartment and checked the backyard. No signs of him still. I went in tiredly and plonked down on the couch as I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach…. was it sadness?. I pull off my eyeglasses and rub my face, I can’t believe…. he’s gone!.