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Becoming the Bad Boy
Chapter 15I was at the drive- through McDonald's, my car roaring as I waited in the line to order my food. The sound of an incoming text alerted me and I looked down at the phone that was lighting up on my lap. There was a message from an unknown number and I quickly clicked on the banner.
My eyes widened in shock and I chocked back a gasp that wanted to escape my mouth. What the fuck? On my screen was a picture of April on the couch, the television remote in her hand as she was browsing through the different channels. The picture was taken through the window and I knew that someone was watching her from outside the house.
I hit the steering wheel and reversed out of the line, the car tires screeching in protest. My fingers kept fumbling with my phone, repeatedly calling April's number but the results were the same- the same fucking woman kept announcing the fact that her phone was unavailable. I finally reached the house and sprint up the pathway, frantically pounding on the door. Finally, the door opened and I pulled April into my chest, my hands running through her hair as I thought about losing her. Never again. There was a dull aching pain in my chest at the thought.
She hugged me tight before lifting her head off my chest and looking into my eyes. "Are you okay?" She asked and I watched as her beautiful eyes were filled with worry. I nodded my head, leaning down and capturing her lips in mine. Suddenly, we heard a loud sound from upstarts and I watched in amusement and Brandon ran down, nearly tripping over the steps on his way. He was shirtless, only wearing sweatpants and he was holding a lamp in his hand.. A lamp. What was he going to do- blind the person? I bit my lip to hold in the chuckles as I faced his disorientated face.
"I heard multiple bangs, then silence. What was the need to awake me?" He mumbled out, his eyes already closing as he thought about going back to bed. "Don't worry." April said, guiding Brandon back in the direction of his room. "Go back to sleep." He stumbled up the stairs and finally retreated back to his room.
A couple of minutes later, my phone lit up with a text message and my heart rate sped up as an familiar unknown number was shown. A message was sent of April and I at the door entrance, when I had just entered and was hugging April. A couple of seconds later, another picture was sent through and it was of my present state right now- staring at the phone in my hands in shock. Quickly, I stood up, my phone dropping off my lap as I sprint outside the house. The person took a picture right now. So they must still be here.
Who was this and what did they want?
My eyes searched the area, darting from one place to the other but the whole place was vacant apart from a couple of people either walking their dogs or gardening. I let out a shaky breath, my hand trembling as I ran it through my hair loads of times.
I felt arms wrap themselves around my waist and a face was buried into my back. "Let's go inside, it's cold." April said as she grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. I reluctantly followed after her, my back stiff as I felt a pair of eyes on me.
I quickly spun around. Across the road, was a figure dressed in black. I couldn't see the face as it was quite dark out but I knew he was watching me by the shivers that ran down my body. And as he turned, I caught a glimpse of his upturned smirk through the light illuminated by the street lamps. He was happy because he had found me, and by the looks of things, caught me. Because I didn't have anywhere else to run.
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"Someone's watching us." I explained to April after the many pictures that this mysterious person had sent from an unknown number. April kissed my cheek before rearranging herself on my lap.
She pondered for a moment before an idea struck her. "That person can't be through the races or fights because you haven't done one of those in a long time. But, it could be your father. I mean, he wants to hurt you, right?" I nodded in agreement but remembered the man underneath the street lamp. My father was taller and slimmer. Then who could it be?
I didn't even have the fucking energy to deal with this anymore. He has already ruined my life, by abusing and scarring me, what else does he want? I know he's still mourning over my mothers death but so am I- he can't expect me to just move on when he hasn't.
I closed my eyes, leaning my head back and sighing with frustration. I am getting April in trouble too.
"What's wrong Ezra?" April asked me, tilting my head down so that she could look into my eyes. I gave a small shrug before groaning. "It's all my fault- you are in danger because of me. If I had just left you then you would be safe! I am a fucking screw up who doesn't deserve someone like you- my father is fucked up in the head and to hurt me he will hurt you. I don't want that, dammit!" I sat up during my rant and dragged my hand through my hair. Just looking into her innocent eyes showed me that she was not made for this- she's precious and needs to be protected. And I plan to do that as long as she is with me.
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I plastered on a fake smirk on my face before walking through the school gates. May as well keep up the bad boy reputation. Making my way to Aprils locker, I leaned against it, watching her look through her books. "Morning babe." I said and wrapped my arms around her waist, leaning my head on her shoulder. She giggled and replied with a quick "morning" back.
"I need to ask you a question." She said and turned around in my arms to face me. I motioned with my hands for her to carry on and she smiled, showcasing her cute dimple on the left side of her face. "Why did you become such a cliché bad boy?" I chuckled at her choice of words and replied. "Because of the way my father treated me, I just stopped caring in school and people started treating me like a bad boy." I said and smiled when she looked at me with understanding.
"Don't worry! I think your bad boy persona is sexy!" She said with a wink and I stared at the girl on front of me in shock. This is coming from the girl that could barely speak without stuttering like crazy. I smirked and leaned forward, "Good to know!" Before attaching our lips back together.
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