Chapter 16. ABANDONMENT

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*Author's note:The following chapter has mild violence and mature language. ~❤~

Tyler grins as he helps Allesandra into his car. He runs around and jumps in beside her and looks pleased to have her sitting there next to him. He starts flirting with her immediately and seems like he's really into her. But
Allesandra quickly realizes how vain he is when he keeps turning his attention toward the rearview mirror.

When he finally gets tired of looking at himself, he starts the car and heavy metal music blares from his expensive stereo system. It rattles the entire car and startles Allesandra. When he sees her jump, he quickly turns it down and apologizes. "Sorry about that. I'm half deaf from all the shows I've played, so I have to have it up really loud." He then runs his fingers through his hair and admires himself in the mirror once again as he asks, "So, where do you want to go?" "Anywhere but here," she eagerly responds. "I just want to feel the wind in my face and see what this thing can do!"

Tyler perks up and grabs the wheel tightly. "Now you're talking! I get it. You're a wild one and I'm digging the crazy vibes you're throwing my way." As he starts to back out, he warns her. "You'd better hold on tight. You have no idea what you just signed up for!"

Allesandra smiles and thinks to herself, no, I know exactly what I signed up for but you don't!

She decides to play along just for fun and grabs the sides of her seat, pretends to cringe and then braces herself for a wild ride. Tyler squeals his tires and almost loses control as he speeds through the parking lot and then immediately skids to an abrupt stop as they get stuck behind a long line of cars and endless cabs for what appears to be miles.

He then tries to make a little small talk as they wait, "Aww, you haven't lived until you're stuck in traffic in downtown Manhattan. It's annoying when you're in a hurry, but it's a small price to pay for the luxury of owning a car here and it sure beats walking."

Allesandra smiles and agrees. "I'll bet it is, especially when you're in a hurry. I can't imagine dealing with this on a daily basis." "Oh, you get used to it after a while," he explains as he fidgets around in his seat and drums his hands on the dashboard.

"Tyler, do you mind if I call you that, or do you have a nickname you'd prefer?" He leans over and pulls a pack of cigarettes out of the glove compartment, lights one and then offers one to Allesandra before he answers. "Tyler's cool, I like Tyler. Especially when you're yelling it out in pure ecstasy while I'm pounding the shit out of you."

Allesandra clenches her jaw, gives him a hostile glare and shakes her head after she hears that disgusting comment come out of his mouth and lets him have it. "Well Tyler, any chance you might have had to get me into bed tonight just went out the window. Guys that say things like that when they barely know the girl are just pigs and..."

Tyler responds immediately to her insult and cuts her off. "Woah! You can get the fuck out of my car right now and walk, bitch! Nobody talks to me like that. Do you even know who I am?"

Allesandra calmy leans toward him and snarls back at him, "I know exactly who you are. In fact, I know more about you than you probably know about yourself. Because, let's be honest here, the past 3 years you've been so strung out on drugs and in such a drunken stupor that you probably don't remember much, do you, Mr. Tyler Steven, from the penthouse at 8212 West Broadway?"

Allesandra is so pissed off at him at this point that she starts to shake and then the whole car starts to rock to match her emotion. Tyler's face is instantly frozen with fear as he nervously looks around and tries to figure out what's going on and then he demands she tell him. "Who are you, and how do you know all of this stuff about me? Who put you up to this? Let me guess, it was Robbie, my manager, right?" He starts to relax a little, convinced it's all a prank, and sinks back into his seat, pounds his fists on the steering wheel and starts cracking up laughing.

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