He makes his way to the phone and dials a number, I'm ready to attack him, or run.
"Can I get A large pepperoni pizza?" he says, "yes please."
I relax a little, when he's off he sits next to me, "Thirty minutes "
"Till Sam comes?" out slips out my mouth.
"Who?" he frowns.
"No one," I stare at him.
Thirty minutes exactly the pizza hut comes, he pays him and grabs us pastures and cups for the sprite he ordered. He's very handsome, and from the looks of this place he's rich. Very rich, but that won't help me.
"You never told me your name," I say, my voice ehcos, I guess food restored me. Hunger wise.
"Jason," he looks up at me, "Jason Daniels."
"What work do you do?"
"Professional fighter," he smiles happily.
"Fighter?" I smile.
"Don't let the suit I was wearing fool you," he laughs.
" will I see you fight?"
His eyes go wide,"Um. Maybe."
"Will you teach me?" I whisper.
He stops completely and watches me, he puts his pizza down and just watches me.
"Are you in some kind of danger?" he asks silently.
"I just want to learn."
"Seriously Mandy."
"Nothing illegal," I admit, "That's all I'm saying."
He sighs and stands up, he beckons me to follow him and I do. He leads me into a room, his I'm guessing, and takes a box from under the bed. When he opens it, thiers guns and ammo.
"These will always be here," then he looks me up and down, "But yeah, I'll teach you."
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Myra's story
Short StoryMyra is the popular, beautiful, girl in school that everyone knows. homecoming princess, Prom queen, and etc. she has the perfect boyfriend as well. Nothing can go wrong. Except for tonight. Since that night, she runs from the people who she loves...
