My phone blinded me as the screen flashed on. It was 3:22 am. Who the hell was texting me at this time on a Saturday? Well, the answer was the last person I wanted it to be...
Brendon
Meet me round the back of **** street and hurry. Don't keep me waiting and make it worse for yourself.
Now. I could do two things. A) say okay and go meet him and do as he says, possibly making things better for myself, or B) make things so so so much worse for myself on text and then go meet him. I think I like the second option because it involves making him feel like he has a tiny dick ( which he probably does) and inferior ( even though he's probably going to beat my ass for it) .
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I get that you 'call the shots' around here now but dragging me out of bed at 3 in the mornings such a dick move. I understand you want to be all mysterious and look like your dick measures more than 2 inches but you have to chill out dude. Give me 15 minutes and I'll be there.
He didn't reply back. That means I'm well and truly fucked...
I got out of bed , throwing on whatever I could find which ended up being a tank top and joggers,
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If I'm going to get battered , I might as well do it in style. I slowly crept out my window , before making my way to the street.
When I got there , sure enough he was sat waiting. The only strange thing was that it was just him, his gang was nowhere to be seen..
'Took you long enough, I've been waiting for ages. Y'know boss wouldn't like to hear that.' -Bre
He snickered , walking towards me and backing me up against a wall. I crossed my arms , looking up at him with a dead look on my face,
' Your fault you woke me up this early. Now that is a good point, why did you want me here? So you could say some shit to me , possibly make a move on me and jump me with the rest of your loser friends?'-Y
He shook his head , laughing before his face dropped,
'It's just us tonight doll,'-Bre
The nickname made me cringe as I looked away from him,
' I wanted to talk to you about your little group you've seemed to make. That boy , Logan is it?'-Bre
My heart dropped hearing his name, I instantly looked back at Brendon , what did he want with him? By the look on his face , it was nothing good..
' You seem to be the closest to him. Why is that, you have a little crush on him or something?' -Bre
'I don't get why you want to speak about him. He has nothing to do with the business between us.'-Y
