Vicious Cycle

Vicious Cycle VIII

VICIOUS CYCLE

VIII

Starr was very nervous but tried to mask the fact. Wonder appeared very concerned and unimpressed; Starr was thinking that Wonder knows about her and Critical. She feared that Wonder would snap and kill her in her own house for the ultimate betrayal

“What…What are you doing here?” Starr asked nervously, as she looked at Wonder dead in the eyes

“I honestly can’t believe you…Starr…Michaela” Wonder stated as he closed his eyes. Starr was getting very edgy as she was unsure as to what Wonder would do. Wonder would only call Starr by her government name if something serious occurred.

“What happened?” Starr asked. Wonder got to his feet and approached Starr. Starr reached into her back pocket, and felt her box cutter. She was ready to use it if anything was to happen

“…You forgot to give me my £50” Wonder stated. Starr was very annoyed

“So that’s why you’re here? For some dumb £50” Starr angrily stated “Wonder, that is so minor. The shit that I went through today, I don’t need any more aggro”

“Darling, what’s up?” Wonder asked, as he caressed her face. Starr stopped his hands

“Please…don’t” Starr declared “A couple man jumped me, they thought I was some set-up girl called Sweetz”

“Sweetz…Who the fuck is that? She sounds sexy” Wonder grinned. Starr rolled her eyes

“Get a grip, Wonder. Set up chicks are evil, and I ain’t doing that shit EVER again” Starr declared “Royal, by the way, is alive”

“What? Are you sure?” Wonder asked as he took a seat on the sofa. Starr sat in the armchair

“I don’t chat shit; he was on the way to the hospital. I felt so sick, knowing what I did to that guy. Fucking hell, I’m a complete bitch” Starr declared in a defeated tone of voice

“Babes, we’ve been through this shit ‘nuff times. Royal got what he deserved, whether he lived or died has nothing to do with you”

Starr took a deep breath out of frustration

“Wait a second…You said some people jumped you. Did you catch their faces? They’re FINISHED” Wonder angrily declared

“No…I didn’t, it all happened so fast” Starr convincingly lied “I just want to rest, alright? My back is killing me softly”

“Do you want a back rub, like how I used to give you?” Wonder grinned

“Friends…Not friends with benefits…Friends” Starr stressed as she popped a chewing gum into her mouth.  She noticed a football (soccer ball) next to the coffee table “Huh…Were you playing ball earlier?”

“Yeah I was…but I was on my ones, still” Wonder declared, he seemed to be getting a little emotional. He got up and picked the ball from the ground. He closed his eyes in a frustrated manner as he put the ball to his forehead

“Why were you by yourself?” Starr asked in a sympathetic manner

“Because I just did…There ain’t no reason” Wonder declared “Starr…I could have gone pro, you know my ball game is lethal. I could have ruled the entire fucking premiership, but with a twisted ankle and a dickhead coach, my chances were…” Wonder couldn’t even finish, as the pain of losing out to play professional football was too much to relive. Starr got up to sit next to him, and she placed her hand on his thigh in a friendly manner

“What the coach did was bad…Believing those idiot boys on your team that you took sport enhancing drugs…You were thirteen! Someone planted them in your locker…And you were thrown off. It’s not your fault; you can’t be reliving the past”