My Endless Road [COMPLETED]

Chapter 19

~Ace~

Day 2 (later)

"Aye Ace, smoke some pot man," Jayden offered in his drunken state at another one of Dale Hawkins' parties. Dale Hawkins was one of the seniors in our school, he wasn't all that rich like Ari or Leah but he had enough to throw parties every fortnight. His parties usually ended up involving the authorities  which me, Jayden and Jace routinely leave before they arrived. There are always bloodied fights which caused some boy last time in hospital severely and critically damaged but most of the time its because one kissed the other's girlfriend or some bullshit. Fuck, I don't even know why I end up here.

"I'm good, I'm heading home," I yelled against the screeching music banging against the speakers while whores and assholes of all kind grinded and rubbed on each other. I snickered to myself, I still don't understand why Jace and I hung aroung Jayden. Jace mentioned something about their history including his mother and stuff but all these years he has changed into this arrogant, cocky, manwhor-ish, dumbfuck and apparently only Jace had an idea why.

Jace and Leah, why they had to go so long? the thought sailed through my mind  once in a while. It had been 3 days since they left in search of Ari. I wished I could've gone with them, I miss my beautiful Leah with caramel skin,  chocolate coloured eyes but I knew that she and Ari had history way before we met and that she would go in search of her. Yes, Leah wasn't as curvy and seductively attractive as Ari, but to me Leah was the ideal girl for me. Sassy, mature, shy and quiet to all but she was very charming and her accent compensated the love I had for her.

But I didn't tell her those words yet. She'd freaked out, dump me or even killed me in my sleep and feed me to her pet sharks if she had any.

Or she'd send some assassin after me, knowing she was that type.

At this time, I had already walked out on Jayden, leaving him in his drunken state. God alone knows how he'd get home. Then I proceeded toward my alabaster Volkswagen Passat with black leathered seats and a powerful music system.

I froze at the sight of my newly bought tires slashed at the side of the road.

"Fuck!" I swore out loud to no one in particular. Why tonight? I growled below my breath.

As I crouched next to my beautiful baby's tires, an unknown presence hovered over me. Who in their fucking mind would come out 4 o'clock in the morning?

Right...Overly horny teenagers.

"Whats your problem?" I snapped at the mysterious figure while he snapped up at the same time. Suddenly, I regretted those words as those familiar wrathful eyes stare burned through my soul as my jaw dropped.

On the spur of the moment, a handkerchief, heavily scented, was forced over my nose, drifting me into an unwanted doze.

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~Ari~

Till now, I was still trying to comprehend that immediate change of emotions in Dylan. He was all sophisicated and psychotic then with a blink of an eye he's kind and charming. Talk about bipolar.