You were kidnapped by a gang when you were thirteen years old. It's been four years and you've pretty much adapted, but all of a sudden there's a new boss in town...
(curse words, some graphic details, idk about smut tho)
I woke up to Carson barging into my room. "What the fuck Carson." I groaned.
"Sorry, Toby told me to tell you to dress nice because we're meeting 'The Boss'." I don't know how he has this much energy, it's still dark outside! I rolled over, "When?"
"Uh, when you get home from school I think." He then jumped into my bed and started shaking me aggressively. "Bro, get off of me" I laughed out. I finally managed to get his 5'10 ass off of me. "Such a fucking dork!" I yelled at him before he stuck his tongue out and shut the door.
I buried my face in my pillow for a few seconds before dragging myself out of bed. I am NOT a morning person. I looked at my phone, yes I have one but it's tapped so Toby can see everything I do. It was five fucking thirty a.m., who the fuck gets up that early. I stumble into the bathroom and decide to take a shower since I have so much time. It doesn't take me that long to get ready.
I hop into the shower to feel the warm water running down my back. I let out a sigh before washing myself off with some bath and body works body soap, I'm like obsessed with fragrances and shit like that so I always have to have the matching lotion if I have the body wash. It's not a choice, It's a lifestyle.
I finally step out of the shower and quickly change into this outfit:
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My style isn't that good, but it's not bad either. If I'm gonna meet "The Boss" then I might as well look decent. I checked my phone again, 7:34 a.m. Perfect
I stroll down the stairs to eat my fruity pebbles. Shit smacks so hard. I'm met with a weary eyed Toby.
"You good?" I ask him. "Yeah, didn't sleep well." He responded
"That nervous to see the boss huh?"
"Damn, how'd you know" He chuckled. I let out a small laugh then quickly ate my cereal. If I'm late I'll apparently get in trouble with the boss, but I highly doubt that. I grab my lunch out of the fridge and rush out the door.
"Bye Toby!" I yell out as I run through the garage door.
