When you'll trip in public, your good friend will be helping you up but your best friend would be the one lying beside you, laughing his ass out.
Jay's POV.
"We're following her." I said to Mark.
"What? Why?" He questioned.
"I need some dirt on her to get her off my back. I don't need some chick following me around."
"So you gonna follow her." He said raising his eyebrow at me.
"Just shut up and tell me you're coming or not."
"I can follow her all day, all night." He said dreamily.
"Good let's go."
"Holy fucking shit! Is that a Harley Davidson I see." Mark exclaimed pointing towards where She-man was heading.
"And looks like, it belongs to She-man." I said shocked at She-man getting on that Harley Davidson and putting on her helmet.
"She's drives a Harley Davidson!! Damn boy. That's major turn on with those sexy looks and body. And 'she-man' really Jay??"
"What? She's more a man to me than a girl."
"Ohh and here she goes."
"MARK! What the hell? MOVE! MOVE! WE NEED TO FOLLOW HER!!" I shouted heading towards my car.
*In car*
"I still don't get why are we following her around?"
"Because Mark. I need her off my back and following her to wherever she's heading might help me to get her fired."
"But why would you want a sexy girl like her to leave so soon." He cried.
"Don't go on looks Mark. You don't know her. She's pure evil."
"Pleaseeee a evil." He said trailing the 'e' of please. "And let me remind you she is an agent of secret agency. I am pretty sure you won't find any dirt on her. It will be other way around."
"We'll see about that." I said turing around to see where is she heading. "What the hell!! Where did she go?!?!"
"I told you Jay. We're dealing with a spy here. It's not possible to spy on a spy."
"Shut up. Ohh look there's her motorbike. She's not around. I'm getting out."
"Jay! No! Wait don't go out. It's not safe in here. JAY!!" I heard footsteps behind me to see Mark following me.
"Where did you think she went?"
"I don't know. She's must be somewhere near here."
"So I was correct. You idiots were following me around." We heard someone say causing us to scream.
"HOLY SHITTING COW!!!"
"AHHHHH!! DON'T KILL ME! TAKE HIM, HIS FATHER IS BILLIONAIRE! YOU CAN EARN MONEY BY KIDNAPPING HIM. I'LL BE YOUR MESSENGER. BUT ALIVE. PLEASE LET ME LIVE!!"
"MARK SHUT UP!!" I shouted stopping Mark from his rambling.
"Fucking idiots" She-man hissed getting out of the shadows she was hiding in. "Why were you both following me?" She glared at both of us with her icy blue eyes.
"I-um- I mean we both-umm--" I couldn't form words with that glare on me.
"Don't fucking stutter morons. Do you know it's dangerous for you to follow me. Do you know what street are you on? Shadyside. I suggest you to head back before someone damages your pretty face or better yet kills you for your fancy car." The coldness in her voice made me shiver. She was fuming with anger as if she was about to erupt like a volcano.
"I am- we are sorry pretty lady." Mark apologized.
"Shut it and get back home. I'll speak to you both later. And also with Mr. Olsen about the stunt you both pulled."
"What? Don't tell Blakey about this!!"
"No. Don't tell dad about this!" We both screamed simultaneously.
"Get back before I kill you, before anyone else does!" She said glaring at us.
"We're going. Just don't tell dad." I pleaded.
"Just fucking go!!!" She hissed fisting her hands like she was trying to control her fist from colliding with my face.
With that we both left immediately hoping that she'll keep her mouth shut. But I don't think so, with her anger like hulk. Nah. Not a chance. We are totally dead tomorrow.
*Next Day*
That's it Jay. Just hope for the best. Live in the last moments of your life. This could be last day or hours of your life. Justâ hope not to die.
"Stand there few more minutes and the mirror might break."
"AHHHHHH!! FUCKING HELL!! WILL YOU STOP POPPING OUT OF NOWHERE?!?"
"No." She said casually walking in my room.
"How did you get in?"
"The door was open." She said in 'duh' tone.
"No it wasn't."
"Yes it was."
"No it--"
"Shut it." She hissed causing me to shut my mouth.
"Good. Hmmm some peace."
"What do you want?" I said glaring.
"And here he goes disturbing the peace by opening his gutter." She muttered more to herself.
"What are you doing here?" I questioned again.
"Well." She said sitting on bed with a bounce. "I'm here to offer you a deal."
"What?"
"You know a deal. Where a person exchange--"
"I know what a fucking deal is. What I meant to ask is what is this deal about?"
"All I'm asking you to is shut your mouth and do what you are asked to, without any complains and whining."
"No--"
"In exchange I'll keep my mouth shut about yesterday." That made me stop from declining her offer. Hmmm. I think it's better to go mute than face dad's wrath.
"Okay. You have a deal."
"Good. Let's get going. Your father wants see you."
A/N:
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