Jenevie's P.O.V
I was walking along some road singing to the beat in my head when someone ran into me. I fell and hit my head. I groan out st the pain and felt the heavy weight off my body lifted.
"Shit I'm sorry." The person says panicky. I know that voice. I opened my eyes and saw the fella that Jake has threaten the other day. I groaned again,there's always something to remind me if this gang thing. He stretched out his hand and pulled me up. I began to brush off my clothes.
"The last time you said we'd meet over coffee not on the ground with you on top of me." I say to him and he smiled.
"That sounded even more inviting more than coffee. I'd love that." He says smugly and I rolled my eyes. Men.
"Whatever." I said and walked away. I heard footsteps behind me.
"Hey where are you going?" He asks.
"I'm sure when you ran into me I was walking in this direction." I pointed out.
"Yeah but I mean where exactly are you going?" He asks.
"Oh. I don't know I'm just walking." I answered.
"Oh. Wanna take a jog with me then? I'll go in your direction of you'd like." He persuaded.
Well I'm here doing nothing,home is stressing and company would be great.
"But I don't have my running shoes." I stated.
"Well go get them." He says like he's stating the obvious.
"So I'm gonna walk all the way back home,walk back here and meet you then go jogging with you? Don't you think that that's a lot of work?" I asks raising my eyebrows.
"No. You look fit and tight. Like you used to work out ,you'll manage. Run along. I'll be waiting." He says winking. I couldn't help but smiled and started walking back to my house.
"Wait how'd you if ill return?" I asks him.
"I don't know. I'd you don't return I'd still have over coffee and on top of you to try." He says with a shrug.
"Okay fella." I answered and continue walking towards my house.Well I think I skipped towards my house.When I got home I ran upstairs and change into my spandex shorts and the matching top and pull on some running shoes. I ran back downstairs and hear my mother calling me but I ignored her and ran outside. I walked back to where I left the fella and checked the time on my watch. It was 6:36.
"Hey you're here... And dressed." He said stating the obvious this time.
"C'Mon before it gets late and I'd have to go back." I urged and started jogging.
"Hey! Wait on me. We should start off together." He says catching up to me.
"Well you catch up didn't you?" I asks and smiled.
"Yep. You don't seems like a girl who has curfews." He says.
"Well , I may have a curfew or maybe because I'm jogging with a stranger and I'd like to get back home before it's dark and before he murders me." I said .
"Oh wow. Hold up, murder ? Pfft.! Why would I do that to a beautiful girl like you?" He asks.
"Well you might be a psychopath who befriended pretty girls and just kills them or tie them up in the basement or something." I inquired.
"Oh I see. You've watch Kept Woman."
"Yep. Great movie." I stated.
"But in that movie though he's a great psychopath. At least he took care of them." He says defensively.
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Coming Into Being
ActionI didn't know that all the things my dad pressured to teach me over the years would turn out to be quite useful. Caught up in this dangerous life , I'd have to face it, with or without my fighting skills. Not edited .