Romeo & Juliet ✅ Completed✅

Madd Supporter

MADD Supporter: Chapter 11
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"There goes a woman," resumed Derek, after a pause, "a woman who knows how to keep a man in his place."

"I do verily believe that." I giggled, watching in amusement as Amy kicked the customer's cart.

At this very moment, Derek and I were observing from afar, watching as Amy argued over and over with a....how do I put it? A pervert. The man was somewhere around his early thirties, but his age didn't stop him from indulging a conversation with Amy in a flirtatious way.

I wasn't going to lie. The man wasn't at all not attractive. He was gorgeous. Maybe not as gorgeous as James...or maybe Romeo, but the fact that he was married, and didn't even bother concealing or removing his ring made it all the worse.

Since this started five minutes ago, I expected Derek to swoop in the very second it started, but he was still beside me, openly smirking and enjoying what was displayed before him. It is inconceivable as to why he would stand back and watch. Amy was never the type of girl to want or need a helping hand. She preferred to do anything and everything by herself. It may not seem like it, but to her, this was an everyday thing. Knocking people down. Mostly with her fist though.

"When do you think it's going to happen?" I glanced up at Derek, who had an arm slanged over my shoulder.

He peered down at me, his eyes shining with mischief. "Oh, be patient Jules. It's going to happen. Happen soon."

"What do you mean?" I shifted my weight from my left leg to the right. Just staring at Derek's smirk was scaring me a bit. I mean, you never knew what crazy scheme was planning out in that head of his. "Derek." I impatiently tapped him on his shoulder. "What's going on?"

"Be patient my young one." He shushed me, gently patting on the side of the head. "You'll see."

At that moment, I was going to walk away from him, because he was making absolutely no sense, but just as I was about to, a loud groan came from across the store. Snapping my attention back up, it took so much in me not to fall over laughing. He had smacked her ass. He's done it now.

Right in the middle of the store was Amy whacking the man with a cane she obviously stole from the old lady behind her. The lady was in complete shock. Placing a hand over her heart, she looked like she was about to have a heart attack any minute. And let me tell you something, I didn't want to be around when that happened.

Amy raised the cane, seemly about to stab the man through his head. She stopped midair, realizing that everyone was watching her. She giggled awkwardly, before lowering down the cane. Thrusting the cane back at the old lady, she glanced at the man rolling in the ground. "Maybe that'll show you next time." She huffed, before storming off back to her spot behind the cashier. "Next!"

"Marcel!" A shrill scream came.

We all looked up to see a short and stubby woman stomping her way towards the man I suppose called Marcel.

"You!" She pointed a sharp nail at him. "Have done it again mister! I'm sick and tired of you doing this to me!" She stomped her foot. Quickly, she removed the ring from her finger, before hurling it at him. "You can have that back, because we're done!" She glared at him, then looked towards Amy, looking as if she was about to say something, but then noticing Amy's piercings and tattoos, she went against saying anything.