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Chapter 3 - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

I sat there, surprised, shocked, but... happy. happy she did this buy why? i mean i'm not that attractive. why? who cares really. this is great! a cute girl holding my hand and smiling about it. "uhh.. what are you doing?" i said shaky and surprised. "Oh.. i'm sorry i didn't mean to" she says while letting go. i hold her hand tighter while she tries to escape my grasp. "don't let go... please... i like it" i say. she continues to hold my hand as she begins to interlock my fingers with hers, i let her as i smile like an idoit while blushing a little she puts her head on my shoulder and stares into the hustling an dbustling of the kids playing football. then out of the blue i hear him. he's back. god damn McQueen. "Hey fuck face" he says. i glance up and see his cheek cut up as i smirk. "You thought you were just going to get away with that loser?" he grasps my collar and pulls me to his face, his hot breath all i can feel as i says "you will go back to hospital you piece of shit" one of his friends hit me across the head, i fall. kicks to the face and stomach."you piece of shit, worthless loser" i hear as i fade into the black. 

"Michael, Michael. wake up" i hear. the voice, sweet voice. a voice of angels. she's here. "Bonnie, why are you here?" i ask. "everyone needs someone, especially when you were beaten within an inch of your life" she sweetly says. she smiles her unreal perfect smile as i smile back. her hazel eyes staring in mine. i reach my hand out and tries to grab hers. she sits next to me and takes my hand softly in hers looking down on me. "you're really sweet" i say. she just chuckles and says "thank you and so are you." i look around and ask her "did the doctor say when i can get out?" "a few more days" she replies. "well then when are you going home?" i ask. she smiles and nods. "i'm not. i'm staying here until you get out. i'm weird i know but i just care about you i guess."

Finally, out of that damn hospital, it wasn't so bad i had Bonnie. "hey, do you want to go for ice cream?" i look to the ground and smile at her question. "i'd love to" i reply. we get into the ice cream parlor, i look like shit, busted lip, black eye, a sling around my neck, and other people see it too, i hear the hushed whispers as i walked pas the customers. i sit and Bonnie orders and comes back with some ice cream. this random guy starts to walk over to us, he stands and looks at me and says "how's the other guy look" with a smirk "better than me that's for damn sure" i reply. he looks at me with a smile as he sits down. "the name is Conroy, yours?" "Michael" i reply. "y'now i could beat the living shit out of whoever did this to you, for a fee if course." i look at him as i take another bite of ice cream. "what's the rate?" i ask "$500, and i'll make sure no one sees or hears from him again." "you mean killing him?!" i say like he's crazy. "well, yeah. you can lower the fee if you help with me and my boys" "i don't have any money" i say as i stare into his green eyes, "well let's cut a dea;, you come and do a few jobs with me and my boys and you don't have to pay us, after that if you like it you can keep working for us and we'll pay you, sound good?" i look at him and look at Bonnie as she stares at me. "well here's my number, think about it and call me" "alright, i will" he gets up and walks out the door into a car that sped away. "are you going to do it?" Bonnie asks."i don"t really know, i'll call him later tonight to tell him. i reply. i stand up and puts my hand out to grabs Bonnie's as we leave.

*ring ring, ring ring, ring ring* "hello?" "Conroy, it's Michael" "ahh yes Michael, have you made a choice?" "i have Conroy, i'm in."