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CHAPTER 6
He looked at me with his eyes that made me awe. Though, his expression made me flinch as he glared. I know he wished he could go back in time and fix what has happened at this point. If only he could rearange the puzzle pieces and just create a new puzzle. His method will never happen,
Because it is to late.
"I hate for what you did," he said while not giving me eye contact. I grabbed the cart and quickly paced myself. He still caugh up to me.
"It is fine, just deal with it," I say quietly while rolling my eyes.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that," he says with annoyence. I looked at him for a split second then turned my head.
"I'm not going to die, Bradon. Relax!" I say with a slite temper. He looks at me puzzled.
"I didn't know you had it in ya," he says with a chuckle. I look at him with my eyebrows up.
"I didn't either," I say to him with my hands clentched to the silver bar of the food cart with nerves.
"Don't be nervous because I'm here," he says with his silky tone. The words just danced around in my head. As his voice would make a perfect tone with the melody of his swift words. Only a kind of voice... he would have.
I stopped at the Detention Center and I pushed in the squeaky cart. The others looked and rolled their eyes; it wasn't for me, it was for Bradon, who walked in the mysterious room with me.
"Give her some slack Bradon. Just because she is in the Detention Center doesn't mean she is bad. So no tryi g tk make moves you dumb ass," Drake says. His black hair shined from the light, and his tempting looks made me look away. He smiles at me as I could feel it in the back of my head. His gray eyes jus wanting me to get a glimpse of me.
"Thanks Drake," I say quietly. I tried to hide my beautiful face from Drake, as I knew he was thinking dirty thoughts.
"Yeah, Drake? Why don't you shove your tongue in another girl's throught," Bradon says with a growl. Drake chuckles.
"Dude, girls are begging me to 'do it' with them. I don't make out anymore, sex is more entertaining when you're are shoving your thing down a girl's lady part," he says with a smile, then he does the thrusting move. I shiver in disgust. Even though it is the truth about him. He surely does "do it" with girls. I even heard Jenna hooks up with him on Saturdays. Bradon shakes his head but a small smile appears on the corner of he mouth. A very, very small one.
"Hey man, to bad you broke up with Jenna. She was a god fucker," Drake says, he adds a grunt at the end.
"Shut up Drake! Where is Mrs. Cook?" I say. He smiles.
"Not here." He gets close to me and starts kissing my neck. His thing starts touching my thigh.
"You seem innocent, but I want your bad side," he says while pushing it closer to me. Bradon shoves him off of me and grabs Drake's neck.
"You dare make another move I swear I'll crush you!" Bradon says with fiery.
"Bring it!" Drake grabs him by the neck and began to fight.
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