Troublemakers Turned Submissive

Chapter 20 Dave's Magic Shop

Chapter 20 Dave's Magic Shop

Devon's POV

I'm not going to just let myself be trapped in here. I'll tell them I'm going for a walk then I'll sneak out of the gated community the same way I did when I went to the amusement parks, and got Talon icing.

I grab my phone off of the charger and run downstairs. "Hey guys I'm going for a walk!" I yell on my way out the door. "Don't get into too much trouble!" Someone shouts back. "No promises" I whisper as I close the door.

Walking into the outdoors a ray of light shines in my eye. I put my hand up to block the sun from blinding me. I take my time walking to the treehouse because it's a beautiful day today, so why not? Nice breeze, vibrant plants, and a sun that just won't quit.

Once I get there I use the key Jackson gave me to go up there. I grab the ladder and swing my body down the the tree, manoeuvring the best I can with a ladder clutched in my grip. I managed to successfully make it the the ground without breaking the ladder or hurting myself in the process. Walking over to the fence I lean the ladder against the metal bars causing it to make a loud 'clang!' That rang out through the peaceful day. I climb the ladder to the top then I hook my legs through the bars as I sit on top. Steadying myself I grab the ladder and hoist it over to the other side before settling it down. I climb down and put it under my arm as I begin walking.

It takes ten minutes to reach the city. I pretty much cleared the sidewalk... I mean no one really wants to get hit with a ladder.

I make it to the shop I bought Talon's icing from that night. Walking into Dave's Magic Shop, I set the ladder beside the register. "Hey Frannie" I wave at Dave's wife. She nods back. Walking down the isles aimlessly I see Fran eyeing me up. "What you here for?" She asks. I shrug. Slipping my hands into my pockets I say "I just needed to get out of that house."

"I hear ya, sometimes I tell Dave i'm going window shopping but instead I just sit on a park bench. Everyone just needs to get away sometimes."

I smile "I'm glad you understand." She waves her hand at me "don't mention it." She grabs something from behind the register and throws it at me. "Heads up!" She yells. I catch the mysterious item. Opening the bag I see the markers and pencils I was talking about last time. I gasp "Fran these are 100 dollar markers and pencils, you didn't have to. I can't accept them." Walking over to her I try to put the bag back into her hands. She puts her hands up "it's out of my hands" she says playfully. I give her a hard look. "Oh come on let an old lady spend her money on what she wants. Besides you remind me of my son." A smile at her "well I guess it's alright, just don't go spending your money on every nobody who comes in here. You've got to retire sometime." Glancing up at her I say "thank you."

"So how's that guy your crushing on?" She teases. "Why does everyone think I have a crush on him? He's such a demanding asshole" I grumble. "Oh come on, I want to hear" she pouts, giving me her old lady eyes. You know the eyes I'm talking about, the ones that say 'I could go any day now so give an old lady her last dying wish' there more convincing then puppy dog eyes. I roll my shoulders and sit down on the stool across the register from her. "Neco's good. He's always teasing me, and looking at me all the time as if the second he looks away I'm going to cause some type of trouble" I ramble. "Sounds like he can't keep his eyes off you" she says wiggling her eyebrows. I roll my eyes "it's not like that." She put her hands on her hips "honey I'm 67 I know what liking someone looks like, and he likes you."

"And how do you know that?" I asks, copying her and placing my hands my hips.

"Wisdom" she replied.

"Oh yeah? And who has this great wisdom?" I continue.

"Well obviously not you youngster so hush up." I laugh "well you've got me there." I tap my my hands against the desk a few times before standing up. "Since I didn't really get to check out anything last time I came to the city, it's time to go looking around" I state.

"Don't get lost" Fran teased.

I throw her the middle finger over my shoulder. She chuckles as I walk out the door. I know she'll watch the ladder for me until I get back. She cool... You know, for an old lady.

I stuff my hands in my pockets as I pass by store after store, nothing catching my attention. Letting my eyes roam aimlessly I stop dead in my tracks as I see the store I heard about before. Taking a double-take I look into the window of the shop.

This is a great idea! Walking through the door the little bell rings as I enter. I walk up to the counter. "How can I help you?" The lady asks.

"I was wondering how soon I could get an appointment for?"

"Is tomorrow around 6 fine? A slot just opened up" the woman said.

"Yeah that's perfect."

I glance at her arm and was flashed Bart simsons face. Nice tattoo.

She typed a few things into her computer before asking "and your name is?"

"Devon."

"The piercing you want is?"

"Tongue piercing" I smirk.

She nods her head as her fingers continue to go tap tap tap on the keyboard. Once she's done she says "your appointment is set for 6 tomorrow. Have a nice day."

"I'll try."

I walk my way back to Dave's Magic Shop... Or at least I try, but. I felt a tug on my sleeve. Looking over I see Willow. Willow? Oh wait she's one of the more 'reformed' troublemakers, as Neco said. Willow, Cine, and Kandy are all allowed outside the gates community.

I gulp, looking down at the tiny girl who held the future of my ass in her hands. "Are you going to tell?" I ask, fearfully. She nods her head slightly and whispers "I don't lie." I bite my lip "please don't tell them you saw me!" I beg. She sighs "I won't tell them unless they ask me." I gusse I just have to cross my fingers they don't ask. "...And they will ask me, they always do." There goes my hope swirling in a big chunky mess down the toilet.

"Thank you" I say.

"...and if there's anything else weighing on your chest, like the fact that there was two other times you snuck out, I recommend you tell them all at once. The punishment will be worse if they think you were going to keep it from them." My mouth hung wide open. "H-how did y-you?" I stuttered in shock.

"I hear things."