We've been driving with Breland and Dylan Schafer in the back passed out for twelve hours. Whatever my father gave them is strong. He told me I had to join into the family business, but I don't want to. Breland's plead is still stuck in my head, those beautiful blue eyes, she's gorgeous. As we started to get closer to the base, my father looked in the mirror at the girls, "I'm surprised they haven't woken up yet." He said with a smile. "I'm happy they haven't." I muttered. I didn't want them to wake up. I wanted to get to know Breland as a friend, not as her kidnapper's companion.
We arrived at the base and Jack, the security guard, carried Dylan to her room as I carried Breland to her's. I layed her down on the bed inside the room and sat on the chair by the door. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of her; she is gorgeous! If you looked gorgeous up in the dictionary, you'd see Breland. I know, it's cheesy but the truth is the truth.
Breland yawned and turned onto her back while lifting her arms in a stretching manner, and I took that as my cue to leave before she woke up and saw me. I closed the door and laughed to myself; since when was I the type of guy to sit and stare at a girl I haven't truly met? I probably looked like a creep. Walking straight down the hall, I ran into Jace.
Jace is one of those guys that it's hard to tell him "No". He is kind of intimidating with his massive muscles, angry face, tattoos, eyebrow piercings, and snake bites. He has never treated women with respect, but I don't have much room to talk. There's a difference between us though, he's a womanizer and I'm disrespectful. we've been like that since second grade and girls still come around, either of us could have a new girl any day and that's usually how it is.
"Dude!" Jace says punching my arm and knocking me out of my thoughts. "Have you heard anything I've said?" he asked. "Nope." I answer simply. He rolled his eyes, "I said,have you seen the new girl? Damn I'd fuck her!" Before I knew what iI was doing, my hands were gripping his shirt and I had him pinned against the wall, "Stay the fuck away from her." i spit through my teeth. I felt hands yank me away from him; I ripped my arm away from Jack who was pulling me way , and stormed into the mess hall down the hall.
I grabbed an apple and took a bite leaning against the wall in the back corner. What the fuck came over me? i asked myself. I stood there trying to cool off as I waited for everyone to come and eat dinner.
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Messing With The Enemy
RandomIt's been me and my little sister Dylan ever since my parents died. On her sixteenth birthday, it started out like any other day but at the end of the day, a knock came from the door. That one knock changed my life forever...