𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

Chapter 8: Puma

Alice

Before he could lean in and place a kiss on my lips I rise and gestured to my window, "Get out" I demanded, trying to keep calm before I actually scream for Aaron, "Oh come on sweetheart-"
"Don't sweetheart me you...you-"
"Look I know I fucked up but just hear me out"

"You never loved me the way I loved you, Ace, why don't you go after Esme maybe she'll hear you out" his eyes softened at her name, I scoff and fold my arms across my chest, "You obviously still love her so just go!"

I could see just by those fucking green eyes he felt bad, but he tries his best to hide it, what a fucking~

"I did love her, but you were the first girl I-"
"You picked me for a fucking mission Ace! you never cared for me or ever loved me so what is it now?"

He inhaled a deep breath before glaring me in the eye, he then suddenly sat up and closed the gap between us, I felt my breath get pitcher at the way he stared at me, like fresh meat.

It scared me more than I hate to admit, I always loved and hated those eyes, those fucking green siren eyes that look like the devil himself, "What do I want you ask"

My heart was pounding so hard and loud I bet he can hear it, "Yes" I swallow, and that's when he leans down to my ear and places a soft but wet long kiss near my earlobe, "You'll just have to wait and see" my body went stiff every muscle aches from how still I was.

From his touch I remember so clearly, he stood straight and gave me a smirk before glancing down at my lips as if he hesitated to kiss me, but he didn't all he did was hop out my window and left me alone in my cold room with silence and my body hard as a rock.

I have no idea what he's going to do, but all I know is, wherever a Black (Ace Black) goes trouble begins, and whatever Ace wants he will get it even if it means getting messy.

I take a deep breath before shutting my window and locking it shut and get straight into bed, I just hope whatever he's planning won't fuck with my head.

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A couple of days later I decided to head to the rink, the boys were playing and I expected Aaron and Arden to probably be practicing.

But as I made my way there, people were smiling and waving at me, "Love that skirt where'd you get it!" a random girl who I had no idea shouted toward me, "The school gave it to me..." "Right, it looks so good on you!" Okay...

Thats when I froze in place, I glance behind me realizing it was Abigail, who had "complimented" me, Quinn...

She's up to something and I know it, as I made my way back toward the rink I kept alerted, just in case she appeared out of nowhere and decided to stab me in the back or so-

But then I suddenly get an arm wrapped around my waist pulling me away from the rink entrance doors, I let out a yelp as my back bumped into a brick wall.

I glance up to realize paint had been hanging from the entrance doors that had spilled onto the ground, my heart was pounding as I realize Quinn just tried sabotaging me, I glance up to the person who had-

Oh my mother of god

"What the hell...." Quinn cuts herself off as I shoved Greyson off me nearly slipping on the white paint on the ground, but before I could slip and drop on my ass he grasped my hand and pulled me back up.

An electric shot ran through our bodies once our hands met.

"Greyson hi!" Quinn puts on her fake smile and charm while Greyson stared directly at me, "Watch your step" He winked releasing my hand while making his way down the hall toward the back exit doors, I glance back at him, to already see him smirking back at me.

I relaxed my shoulder tho my heart was beating uncontrollably fast, I glance back at Quinn ready to confront her to see she had fled the scene like the fucking bitch she is.

Greyson

I pulled out a cigar while a group of girls passed by whispering and giggling while all staring in my direction, I roll my eyes and give them a slight smile while starting my motorcycle.

But that's when I suddenly realize a group of hockey jocks started making their way up to me, "For fucks sake" I sighed shutting my motorcycle back off and glaring directly at one specific person.

Aaron fucking Mayfield.

"Hey there man!" Aaron smiled putting his hands on my bike, I arched a brow and glared at him from head to toe, "Looks like you are a part of the team now"
"Yeah, is that a problem Mayfield?" I closed the gap between us, he straightened his back and his smile instantly faded away as I gave him a snarky smile.

"Is it going to become a problem?"
"You ask me?" his glare intensified by the second we spoke, I knew I intimidated this guy, because of my charming looks of course, but besides that is how I play in the rinks.

I'm one of the best players in the Wolves, but now I'm a Puma, the thoughts make me feel disgusted, but if I'm planning on getting into the champions I have to continue playing hockey.

Even if it means playing with a shit bag.

"Look, I just have two simple rules"
"Hm" I hummed rolling my eyes as I puff the cigarette into his face, he gritted his teeth and takes a step back, causing me to laugh to myself.

"Dont mess with what's mine, in the rink we're teammates but outside your my enemies."
"Sure, what else?"

"Stay away from Alice, or shit will get real" he smiled before walking off, bingo found his soft spot for his twin, of course since I'm an idiot and I like pissing fuckers off, I did the one thing any brother would get blood on his hands for.

"And if I don't?" he froze in place along with his friends, they all turned around but Aaron was the only one who had an aggravated smile on his face, "It seems I didn't make myself clear-"
"Oh no you did, but you see" I grinned dropping the cigar on the ground and making my way back up to him.

"You won't be able to stop me from popping that cherry-" That's when he suddenly slammed his fist against my nose, causing me to tumble back into my bike, I wipe the blood with the back of my palm while not holding onto my laugh.

he then runs up to me grabbing me by the collar of my shirt "Listen to me you fucking fuck-"
"Aaron?!" Aaron froze in place glaring me in the eye, I gave him a smile and shrugged while glancing behind his back.

To see Dollface.