Chapter One: Nikita's POV

97 13 6
                                    

Ming Xi aka Nikita^^

Pleasant. I'm with a guy I probably won't even like...I wanted Carter. But it's too late now.

''Hey. So like what's your name?" Lenny questioned in a gruff voice.

''Ruby." I muttered miserably.

''Oh I see. So you wanted to be with Carter right?" He paused. He stood up from his chair and looked down at me. I was now feeling slightly intimidated.

''Kinda." I tilted my head to the side.

''I'll show you what a real man is. I'm taking you out to boxing at 4:00 PM. Got it?"

''Uh yea I'm sorry..." I made a mock cough.''Can't go I think I have a cold."

''Oh really? You want me to get your mommy for you?" He proclaimed sarcastically. He plastered his hot, clammy hand onto my forehead.

''Ruby. You.Are.Going to the boxing rink whether you like it or not. You need to learn how to fight...for like ya know -self defense."

''Fine." I grumble and Lenny jumps up and down in excitement.

What the-

There is an eery silence and both of us start to exit the room. Lenny was behind me.

I felt a hand touch my ass.

It cupped.around.my.buns.

''Hey babe." Carter smirked.''You got some firm buttocks."

''Leave me alone, you perv." I snarled.

And I thought he was cute. Imagine the misery Maeve would be feeling. Maybe I can learn to kick Carter in the balls next time he is sexually harassing me.

''Okay. Sweet Buns. Au revoir." He started to walk away and blew a kiss at me. I couldn't resist it.

Was it just me or was he too sexy?

''What a jerk." There was disgust in Lenny's voice.

''So uh...I should be heading home. See you at 4:00 PM. Oh and um what's the address?"

''470 Washington Street."

''Got it." I nodded and walked to the nearest bus stop.

As I looked out of the window, I saw a group of people fighting.

Did Lenny ever do this?

I felt thrilled as I watched people do uppercuts and jabs.

But soon. The bus fled away.

I.Wanted To Do.That.

I had now felt excited to see Lenny later this afternoon. But he was so...mysterious. He's not really personal. It's just kind of weird, but cool? Could I really already be liking a guy I met like an hour ago?

Destruction And Devotion (Wattys 2017)Where stories live. Discover now