From Bad to Worse

There I was

This chapter is from Andrew's point of view. Enjoy.

There I was.
Laying on my too hard bed, in my shitty room, in my shitty house. The thing was.. None of it was actually shit. My parents were extremely wealthy. But they were never around. I had those kind of parents.

The house was big. Too big. It didn't feel like a home. It felt like a death sentence. I felt completely trapped here even in the open spaces and vaulted ceilings.

I had school today but didn't want to go. Maybe I should though. She would be there. I don't know why my mind wandered to that annoying pesky girl. Tori. She was a fly. She never went away and just when I thought she was gone... She would show up somewhere.

Tori was pretty though. She was gorgeous. She wouldn't ever know I thought that but none the less I thought it. Anyways.. Missing school was getting tricky. I couldn't keep missing and foraging notes. I was still a minor. A minor who sold drugs and fought in illegal underground fighting rings. But I was a minor.

Bing bing. My phone went off signaling a text message.

Sam: I need 1000 moved. Make them dimes. Maybe quarters.

Looks like I was missing school today. Sam was my boss. The man. The leader. He controlled what drugs I sold. How many. How much. As long as I sold them and brought him money, I was allowed to fight and keep the cool car. By the message Sam needed 1000 pills of..something to be sold at $10 a pop. Depending on the location and people I was selling to... I might get $25.

Me: Got it. Be there in 30.
I left my phone sitting on the bed and took off towards the shower.
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Exactly 20 minutes later I was dressed in my jeans, black t shirt and sneaks. Jumping into the drivers seat of my Camaro, I started the beastly car and reved the engine.

It took me around 7 minutes to get to the old warehouse on the outskirts of town from where I lived. I parked the beast and clammered inside the big ass door. The warehouse was always empty and desolate feeling in the day time. Night time was when the action happened.

In the middle of the room by the ring stood a table. At the table sat Sam, Marcus (Sam's right hand man), Evan, and a new guy I hadn't seen before. Sam had plenty of lackeys so it wasn't a surprise to see a new face. Hell I was one of those lackeys. I neared the table and Sam order that I sit. I sat down at the rickety table and leaned back in my chair.

Sam pushed a zip lock bag full of white and blue pills my way.
"Go. Sell these. Ex. Strong shit. Don't be selling to kids who can't handle their shit. We ain't tryin to kill people. Today." Sam snickered a bit before lighting up a cigarette. The others sat looking at me with straight faces.
"Alright. How long?" I asked. Usually there was a time frame I had.

"Couple days. Just do it and bring me the money. I'll let ya fight next week." Sam replied.

I took that as my cue to get the fuck out of there. I never stayed long. I wasn't invited to 'business meetings'. I wasn't allowed to say much. I wasn't allowed to ask questions. I learned my lesson the hard way. About three years ago when I started this gig. I got the shit beat out of me so many times it was unreal. I knew Sam was dangerous.....

I had seen the drugs.. I saw the guns.. I saw all the women. I've seen the blacked out SUVs waiting around corners. I've seen the men standing around trying to blend in. I knew Sam was a big guy but I could only imagine who he worked for. In this business everyone worked for someone. All I knew was I never wanted to meet whoever it was...
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Toris point of view

Andrew wasn't at school today.
It was Monday for fucks sake. He needed to be here. I wanted to know how he knew where I lived.. Fucking creeper. He had probably been stalking me for years..
You wish Tori.
Oh well. I'd find him sometime and when I did, I probably wouldn't have the guts to speak to him.

As I sat in fourth period, the one we had together, I let my mind wander to the weekends events.

Never in a million years would I have talked to him like I did that night. Must have been the alcohol. I should drink more often..

The McAbee boy had seen me earlier, asking where I had gone. Then he started spewing apologies about leaving me and getting so sloshed. I had reassured him I was fine and went home. Not exactly a lie..

When I did get home that night I couldn't help but think about him and his life.
I just wanted to know who he was. I wanted him to take me where ever it was he went. I wanted him to show me things. Exciting things.

The bell rang snapping me back to reality. I had a board meeting after school for the stupid homecoming dance that I wouldn't attend. But had to attend. Ugh.

I let my day go by. I walked to and from class. Saw Ari. Talked with her. Pretended to listen. Went to the meeting. Didn't pay attention. Then I went home. All I wanted to do was be home. I just wanted to lay around and watch The Vampire Diaries on Netflix..

About halfway through my second episode my phone went off. Ding ding.

Unknown: Come outside now.

Me: Who the fuck is this.

Unknown: Such language.

Me: I don't know who you are or how you got my number but fuck off.

Unknown: Fine. I'll come up.

Excuse me. What the actual fuck was happening right now. I scurried off my bed and to the window. I was hoping that who ever it was, didn't decide today I was their murder victim.

As I pulled back my curtain a very handsome looking young man by the name of Andrew was looking right through the glass. I let out a high pitch scream and fell back on my ass.
Shit.

I'm glad the rents weren't home.
I looked up in time to catch fuck face opening my window and letting himself in. Andrew climbed in like a God, threw me a smirk, and then sat his arrogant ass on my bed. He flipped himself back and let his hands glide under his head.

What was he doing here...

"Are you gonna sit on the floor the whole time or are you gonna come up here. I figured you'd start blubbering like an idiot about why I'm in your room." He said.

"Well fuck you first of all. Second, why are you in my room?" I questioned.

Andrew sat up on my bed. He looked intensely at me and then said.. "Watch your mouth princess." and my insides clenched with desire..

I just looked at him. Stunned. "I'm gonna fight this weekend and you're coming." He said coolly after a few seconds of burning me with his clear eyes. I had managed to get up off the floor by now. I was standing there in my own fucking room.. Awkward as hell.
"Um. Okay. I guess so." I squeaked out.
"Good. Glad you agreed. Now make me some food. I know your parents aren't home. I'm hungry."

And that's all I got. He demanded I make him food. And how the fuck did he know they weren't home.
"Fuck you. Get out." I shot. This was MY house after all. What was he going to do. Murder me?
He could Tori..

Andrew moved so quickly off of my bed it was like a blur. All at once he was standing in front of me. Right there. Close as hell. I could hear his breathing. He could hear mine for sure.

"Stop cussing at me." He said. Then he reached for my chin and I took a step back, missing his touch.

"Don't tell me what to do. I want some answers. Like how you know where I live. And how the hell you know my parents aren't home!"

"You're an idiot Tori. Their cars aren't in the driveway and we have been going to school together since pre k. I used to ride your bus in middle school."

That's true. And I was an idiot.
He took the step between us and slowly moved his finger across my lower lip. My body clenched from deep within...
"Now about that food.. I'm hungry." his voice was husky.. I loved it. I looked up at him...into his creamy eyes and couldn't look away.

"Okay." I whispered.
And with that Andrew let my gaze fall. He plopped back down on my bed, hit play on my xbox controller, and left me standing there fucking love struck..