Sassy Falcon (ManxBoy) [Completed]

Chapter 3

One Month Later

It has been a month since I ran away from my luxury life. Because of the lies that my parents fed me and my brothers with.

Apparently I'm a troublemaker. 

At this moment I am running for my life. I kind of stabbed a gang leader because he was being inappropriate with me and he wants to hurt me.

Well it was my fault for being in that club. I couldn't help it. I just wanted to have some fun before I get moving to another town.

Loud footsteps can be heard behind me.

FUCK!

Let's Back up for a fucking moment.

How the hell DID I reach to this Point?!?!

1 HOUR ago.

I was bored in my motel room I rented for the past 2 nights. So I had noticed this fancy club couple blocks away.

Thinking to myself just a few hours of drinks and having some fun will numb the pain I feel inside.

I went and get myself a sexy outfit. Using cash of course because I know my Dad gonna trace my card.

Falcon outfit..

I went to the club and had my few drinks.

The bartender smiled at me.

" You must be new. Because I would have known if a cutie like you was in this shitty town. "

"Yes I am. Just passing through actually."

"Oh. Well too bad because a hot guy like you i would have love the opportunity to get to know."

I smirk.

I was about to give him a flirty reply when two guys came up at both sides of me. One whispered in my ears.

"My boss would like a word with you."

"Huh?"

"I don't think I will like to talk to your boss. See, my parents warn me against strangers and after all they are always right".

That last statement tasted bitter in my mouth.

I look straight into the goon eyes and stood." Your boss don't deserve my time nor energy so get out my way."

But it seems like these guys are mules. They block my way.

So here I was five foot five, a kid size to these two men. They both grabbed my shoulder leading me away to the other side of the club. I look back to ask the bartender for help but he was busy making drinks for 2 other person.

Shitty town indeed.

They push me infront of a man who looks like he is in his late 30s maybe. Smoking a cigar.