Chapter Two

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J O H N N Y

I met an angel today. She is beautiful, witty and so damn adorable when she's flustered. It is refreshing to meet someone who doesn't try to automatically throw themselves at you. I have had plenty of that. This woman had me fucking nervous, and I have NEVER been that way before.

My eyes still watch her as they walk down the street. I hate to see her go but damn I love to watch her leave. The way her hips sway with each step. Damn hypnotizing!

What the hell was that with the static shock? I know she felt it too. I swear I still feel her touch on my skin. I'll be damned if I miss the opportunity to see her again. Now to find out where this place is they are going. It's a pain in the ass not knowing this place but I'm just here for the month to finish this project. I miss home and all my crazy ass friends. Speaking of crazy friends...

"River. What the hell man? I haven't heard from you in ages."

"Have you heard from Ryder lately?" Straight to the point, no bullshitting around.

"I'm good, thanks for asking."

"Sorry man. It's just he isn't answering and after everything..." Yeah, I get it. I almost lost my best fucking friend. I mean in a way I have. He is not the same, even if I haven't seen him. Just hearing his voice, I can tell he is not the same. "Johnny?"

"Yeah, I have about a week ago. I'm worried. Last I knew he was still in Germany."

"Okay. I am going to check with my C.O., and I'll get back to you soon. We need to catch up."

"Sure do. Take care man."

Just like that the conversation ends. He hates saying goodbye and I don't blame him after all he has been through. Losing his fiancée the way he did. If they have convinced me to stay instead of dropping out of training, I know damn well I would have come back in a body bag. I know I am not meant to live a long life. Call it intuition or gut feeling, I just know, have known since I was young. That's why I live life to its fullest and enjoy life the best way I can. You never know when your last day on Earth will be.

Maybe I'll get lucky tonight. Something tells me that will take some time with this woman. For some reason I just don't want to hit it and quit it. For the life of me I cannot explain it.

"Fuck!"

I'm screwed, I just know it!

After getting to the hotel and getting dressed the nerves get to me. Damn woman has got me nervous just thinking about seeing her again. What if she doesn't show up and they were messing with me? If that's the case maybe I will most likely end up with some bimbo that flirts with me. What can I say I'm a guy and if I get rejected by Angel I need to inflate my ego somehow.

"Damn it! I'm going to be late."

Just when my hand reaches the door knob my phone rings. I was going to ignore it but the moment I see who it I have to take it.

"Ryder. Fuck! Are you okay?"

K A T

Am I an idiot for thinking he was going to show up? Yes, most definitely. "I'm sorry Kit Kat, I really thought he was going to show up." I have no idea why it is bothering me so much, but I still plaster a smile on my face.

"Story of my life, Joshy pooh." Pinching his cheeks I make my way to the bar and order a shot. "I should have known something was off with cheesy, corny pick-up lines. He was probably just being amused by the nerdy girl who bumped into him."

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