For You

Chapter Two- You Know What To Do

Bowen's POV-

Cool. Silent. Motionless. I was crouched in an alleyway. A green apple lollipop was in my mouth and I was playing Trivia Crack. A yell rang out. A feminine one. Time to have some fun. Putting up my phone, and slipping on my gloves, I grabbed my bow and strapped my arrows to the back of my black jacket. About three figures were running in my direction. Two large, bulky figures and one smaller one. One of the bulky guys grabbed the smaller girl and slammed her up against a wall. She whimpered out in pain. The guy who slammed her held her there as the other looked on with a disgusting smile.

Grabbing an arrow, I set my bow and raised it and shot the arrow to the guy holding the girl and, it buried itself in his thigh. Just centimeters from his femeral artery. He crumpled the ground groaning. The other looked around frantically, trying to figure out where the arrow came from. Strapping my bow to my back, I took out one of my switchblades I always kept on me and threw it. It hit him directly in the stomach. He looked at in in shock.

The other guy started to try and get up when I walked up and kneed him in the face, effectively breaking his nose. He screamed out and held his nose. I pressed the pressure point on his neck and he was out. The other guy was starting to pull the knife out, but before he could, I gave him a nice little punch and he was out too.

Going through his pockets, I found a wallet, a couple of 20's and a army knife. Going back to the other guy, I searched him and found a small hand gun and a wallet. I put them in my bag that held my arrows and pulled my arrow out of his leg and whipped it on his clothes and went and got my switchblade out of the other guy and wiped it off before putting them up.

Standing straight up, I noticed the girl was frozen in shock. I walked up to her and smiled. She looked between me and the unconscious guys then gave me a small smile. I reached in my pocket and pulled out a cherry blowpop and handed to her before pulling my hood over my head and taking off down the road.

About three blocks later, I reached my black hummer and hopped in and drove off, south to downtown. I pulled up to Crestview Apartments half an hour later. Getting out, I walked to the second building and to the fourth floor, the second to last door on the left. Knocking three times then whistling the chorus to Trap Queen, the door unlocked and opened to one of my awesome guy friends. He was 6'2, with a light Carmel complexion, with doe like hazel eyes. He is mixed with black and Asian. "Hey J. I need your skills." I said as I walked into his comfortable apartment. The walls were beige and the two tall lamps he had gave the room a warm, orange glow. I walked into the kitchen and threw away my blowpop stick then raided his fridge for a blue raspberry cream soda, then walked to his living room and kicked my feet up and turned on his TV. "Sure. Come on in and make yourself comfortable." J said as he shut his door.

Taking off my bag, I handed him the wallets and hand gun. "You know what to do. And check if the gun has a tag." He grabbed them and muttered something about never getting asked please as he walked down the hallway to a back room. About an hour later, he came out and handed the wallets back to me and the gun. "The first wallet only had a credit card and the name was in Jason Way. It is now Veronica Stelle. The pin is 3491. Second wallet had about 250 dollars in cash and a frozen yogurt coupon. The gun is unmarked." Nodding, I put the gun up and handed 125 of the cash. He pocketed it and smiled. I pulled out the arrow and switchblade I used and handed them to him. "Sterilize these for me." "Don't I get a please?" I rolled my eyes "Please asshole." He laughed and shook his head. "I'll have them back tomorrow." He said as he walked to a separate room and put them up. When he came back, he said, "Alright, you gotta go. I kinda got som-" before he could finish, a young, Latino girl with wild hair, came out of his bedroom in only a tank top and her underwear. She yawned and laid her head on j's shoulder. "Hey Ivy." I said. She smiled at me sleepily. "So, imma go." I said as I put my bag back on my back and made my exit. "Peace J." I said as I shut the door and made my way back to my car and drove off.

After about 20 minutes, I pulled up to a tall building. Parking, I grabbed my bag and headed into the lobby. Waving to the girl behind the counter, I got on the elevator and hit the button for the sixth floor. The elevator dinged and I got off and went to the second to last door on the right and unlocked it and walked in as my alarm went off. I shut the door and locked it before disarming the system then rearming it to ArmStay so the motion detector won't go off. I went to the living room and sat next to my roommate who was watching Orange is the new Black on her laptop with earphones in. I took one out of her ear. "Hey Aislin." She gave me a glare for interrupting her but replied," Hey." Aislin or Lin, is a 5'8, 23 year old, Irish, tattoo artist, with shoulder length light brown hair and electric blue eyes. She has a sleeve of tattoos on her right arm and the cartilage of both ears pierced. She was currently were a sleeveless shirt and black sweats.

I just kicked off my shoes and put in the earphone I took out of her ear and watched the rest of the show with her.
I became really close to her when I was in my senior year of high school and when I graduated, I moved out and she let me move in with her and we split the mortgage. She's like a big sister to me. She helped me out in so many ways that I can't even of not appreciating her. She knows about everything about me. Even about Aryan. And I don't talk about him much. I got up after the show ended and grabbed my stuff and said goodnight as I went to me room and hopped on my bed and quickly fell asleep.

A/N- What do you think so far?? Don't forget to comment and vote. And tell me if you catch any errors or some confusion. Peace.
P.S- Bowen is 20 years old.
-Leyah✌🏾