Destiny Avows

(Chapter 4) False Alarm

Chapter 4: False Alarm

Horton's P.O.V.

          "J-see says it's okay to tell Ro-mayo that Jail cheatted on him but I told him, "No, no, we can't Js! They'll break up!" But J-see said otherwise..."

          I can't believe I have to walk with this bitch! Fuck it, I wanna punch her in the face! Who does she think she is?! Bossing me around like I'm some sort of dog and not a human! But by the looks of it, I seem like a pretty cute puppy to her...

          "Marryin' says she's too devastated to even be involved in this crap..."

          And about the 'losing of heads' thing. I'm pretty sure she wouldn't do that, unless if she's too dense to see the consequences. And what did she say about herself being beautiful and sexy? I skewer her form. Yeah, she's pretty curvy. Like my previous, good-for-nothing girlfriend who left me because she's a whore! No doubt, this Chelsea-girl would leave me too if ever...

          What am I worrying about? I shouldn't worry about Chelsea leaving me because I don't like her at all! And I kind of don't like Karelisa either... She's just the least slutty girl I can find that's why I chose her to be my partner for that green-something project. Anyway, I just wanna find a decent girl. Not too sassy, bitchy, curvy, sexy, subtle or shy, but I'd love to learn to love her if she's the one for me—

          Wait, how'd I get to this stupid love crap?

          I feel a soft slap to my arm which makes me raise a brow at the Chelsea-witch-girl. "What?"

          "Were you even listening to me?"

          "Should I?" I shrug.

          "Liz, these ants are killing me! Wai—owowow! Could you please scratch my back for me?" Says a guy with a stupid beanie on his head, attempting reach his back as he calls for...Karelisa?!

          She checks his back and there the fuck are those ants causing his skin to rash. And fucking shit, she's slightly running her little hands on it! I should be that guy! Stupid asshole, asking my girl to scratch his freaking back...

          "Oh gosh, where'd this come from?" She asks between grunts and the asshole just moans. Oh you'll freaking moan to my fist, you shit...

          I can hear Chelsea's annoying whines ("That slut is not worth it! Just come with me instead! Ugh! You're hopeless!") behind me as she tries to hold me down.

          Wait, am I really...?

          Oh shit, I am. I breath in and out, trying to calm my nerves that are pushing to kill that asshole. Alllriiight... That's it, keep breathing...

          Geezus, I sound like a gay.

          "Yeah... Aaah, there, there, okay. Mmm... Op, thanks, friend."

          "Welcome."

          That's it, little girl, let go of the asshole.

          I can see Karelisa's petite, little figure move away from him, her eyes checking him out and he seems to feel uncomfortable but I have this intuition that he's just pretending to act so. Karelisa's head jolts back and puts up a sassy composure.

          "You know, Daley-poo, you'd fit perfectly for a model! But you know..." She gestures to him. There's nothing wrong about him, he just needs to know his place. If I could just—gah! Mother fucking shit...