Desperate | Nicholas Leister

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I've unpacked all my things. What should I do now? I still have to much time on my hands.

My phone starts to ring. I look over to see "Olivia". What does she want now? I let out a sigh and pick up the phone. "Need something?" I ask as I make my way to the balcony. "Just you. I miss you" I laugh escapes my lips as I lean my arms on the balcony.

"Do you?" "Yeah. You were right, John wasn't worth it. Your the one I want" the actual audacity is insane. "To late for that, love." "I know. Can't I stop by your place?" I let out a loud laugh. "Didn't anyone tell you? I'm in California" Olivia go's quite.

"When will you be back?" Her voice sounds sad. "If everything go's as planned, never" I hope she's actually hurt by this. We were never officially together, and I really didn't mind her seeing other people because I was definitely doing the same, but John has pulled some shit. For example: slashed my car tiers, he tried to attack Noah, and he pulled up to my house with a gun telling me that Olivia was his girl and that I needed to leave her alone.

Crazy bastard.

"What! Why? Is it because of John? I'll tell him to leave you alone. Please come bac-" "love, it's not because of him. Some shit came up and we needed to move. I'm sure you'll be fine." I do care for Olivia but I don't love her, at least not as much as I should.

I hear my door open and quickly hang up the phone. Mom stands next to me and looks at the view. "Who were you on the phone with?" "Olivia. She was just telling me she missed me." I sigh.

"Really? Olivia?" She doesn't believe me? Your kidding. "Yeah? Why would I lie about that?" "You lie about a lot of things." I hate the way she looks at me, like I'm him.

"I've done everything you've asked. If you don't want me here I'll leave-" "- No. I want you here. Where your safe and not causing trouble." Trouble. That hurt.

"Did you come in here to argue with me?" "I wanted to tell you your car arrived. Also" "What is it?" "I want you to watch Noah. Make sure she doesn't get herself in trouble" oh.

"I've been doing that for years. No need to tell me." She smiles. "Thank you for having a good attitude to will." I nod and look off to the side. "Do you have work soon?" William found me a job at a car repair shop not far from here. He insisted I don't work but I told him that it would keep me busy.

"They actually want to see me later today, around when we're finished dinner." "Good. I'm happy your finding a place here." "Me too."

I throw on a suit back and white suit, put on some stud earrings, and make my way to Noah's room. When I walk in I see her in one of her t-shirts. She has a belt around to to look like a dress and has some tights on.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" I ask her rudely. "Clothes" she's answers acting clueless. "Don't even try pulling that shit with me. Change now." "No. I'm not wearing someone else's clothes." She rasies her voice and stands up.

"There yours. Noah, what the hell is your problem? Just change, make Mom happy this once." "Your not the boss of me. And my problem is that she moved me 1,000 km away from home" "this is your home. Change or I'm setting that shirt on fire." "I'll still wear it" I'm so done this this.

I walk out of her room, down to the kitchen, pour a glass of water, and walk back into her room. "Now or I'm pouring this on you" "you wouldn't." "Wanna bet?" I go to pour the water on her but she's stops me. "Fine!" I smile and put the cup down on her desk and make my way to the door.

"Wait." I turn around to be met with water being thrown in my face. I stand there for a solid 3 minutes thinking of all the ways to kill her. "I'm going to kill you!" She starts running around the room trying to get away from me chasing after her.

Suddenly she slips and I quickly grab her before she falls. The glass drops from her hand and shatters. The sudden sound brings me back to my dad smashing things.

I let Noah go and take a step back. I take a deep breath and look down at her. "Get a towel and clean the water, I'll pick up the glass" she nods. i get on my knees and start to pick up the glass one by one.

I look around for a garbage in Noah's room but can't find one. So I get up and walk into the halls towards the kitchen with my palm out carrying glass. I turn a qorner and almost bump into someone.

Most of the glass falls from my hands and one cuts my palm. "Fuck. Sorry." I crouch down and start to pick up glass. "What are you doing? Stop." He crouches down In front of me and makes me put the rest of the glass back on the floor.

"Martin!" The same man from before rushes over. "May you please clean this up?" I look up at the boy and I'm met with his deep brown eyes staring into mine.

"Yes sir." The man walks off to get a broom. We both stand up and He gives me a confused look. "Why are you wet?" "Noah, she threw a glass of water at me" he smiles. "So your the twin sister? You look nothing a like" Noah and I have always looked different. She has dirty blonde hair but I have dark brown hair, so dark it looks black. She has blue eyes but mine are brown. She has freckles, well my face is bare. She's everything I'm not.

"Hm. You must be Nicholas. I've heard a lot." I tell him with a straight face. "Didn't think my dad talked that much about me." "He doesn't." He's eyes harden. "Then where did you hear about me?" "Does that really matter, red?" I tilt my head to reveal the Santos (her father's gang) tattoo (two roses) on my neck. His eyes widen.

"I'll see you later, hm?"  I walk past him into my room. I know all about Nicholas Leister, he's the leader of a small gang in California, races, is a massive player, occasionally street fights, and much more.