Rebecca's POV
"Razor? The most wanted criminal that was given as dead?" Logan walked into the living room. "What about her?" he asked.
"Umm..." I paused battling whether I should tell him or not. "She isn't dead. She's alive" I said.
"Wait. How do you know?" he asked.
I giggled, "well now." I walked around Logan and stopped in front of him. Oh yeah. RAZOR'S BACK! "Do you not have a single clue?"
I stood behind him and sang/whispered behind his ear, "Goodnight, goodbye, you die" I giggled and skipped out the door. Time to go shopping for Razor.
At the mall
Razor has a unique style of fashion. She uses a lot of ripped clothing and she loves designing/making her own clothes. "Hmm... Should I buy the clothes or steal it?" I walked around the mall debating whether I should steal it or buy it. "Nah. I'll buy it."
10 minutes later
After walking around, I found myself with a lot of bags. I headed over to the restroom and decided to change from my current outfit ( http://www.polyvore.com/la_baby/set?id=100722472 )
After changing
15 minutes after debating what to wear, I finally made my decision. Of course I couldn't miss the heels.
I exited the restrooms earning a couple looks from people that passed by. I saw a couple of people whisper to each other and then point at me.
They know.
I continued to walk and shop for clothes, people still looking at me.
"Excuse me" a little girl said. I looked at her, "yes?" I questioned. She pointed out, "you're standing in the entrance of the gate for the train." I looked over and saw the entrance to the little kiddie train.
"Oh. I'm sorry" I opened the door for her, "here you go" I smiled and turned around to leave, when a man approached me.
"Do not ever talk to my daughter" he said straightforward. "Well I did not start. She was the one that said 'excuse me' so it is most definitely not my fault." I started walking away when I suddenly bumped into someone. "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!!" I yelled. "My apologies, I was in a rush to get to work." the male voice said. "Here" he said extending his hand for me to take. I took his hand raising myself up off the floor. "Thank you" I looked at him. Perfect jawline, flawless skin, a smile worth millions, and those caramel colored eyes. "Hey aren't you the most wanted criminal that was given as dead?" he said walking to the store he worked in. "Yes, I am. Please don't run away" I said scared that he would leave and never talk to me again.
He chuckled, "don't worry. I won't run away. I'm Sebastian by the way." We arrived at the store he worked in, "you have to go now huh?" I said. "Wait here. I'm going to tell my boss that I will not be working today" he left inside not letting me tell him anything.
After a couple of minutes he came back, "I hate my boss so much." "Why" I asked. "He told me to take a week off" he sighed. Me being confused asked, "why did he do that?" "He said I was doing such a great job at work, that I deserved a break" he began walking. "May I ask why you are complaining?"
"I like my work. That is why I never take the vacations he offers" he said. As we continued walking a group of people walked towards us. As we walked by them, we heard some whispering within them and some were shouting things like: "OMG IT'S RAZOR," "eww she's back from her grave," "I thought she was dead," and other stuff like that. "Hey you, guy, get away from her. She's a criminal. She'll kill you" this one blonde girl said. He laughed, "no she isn't." "Yeah she will" she repeated. "She's my girlfriend, why would she kill me" he said leaving me in shock. (Oh ma gawd I'm shook) "Oh" was all little miss blondie said. "Come on babe. Let's go" he grabbed my hand pulling me along.
"Why?" I questioned. "I didn't want them to keep talking" he intertwined our fingers. "But why tell them I was your girlfriend? Why not tell them I was a friend?" I kept walking. "If I told them you were my friend, they would probably say you would back stab me. So, yea." he stopped and looked at me, our hands still intertwined. "Why did you stop?" I said. He sighed, "I have heard about every single crime you have done. I like how all the crimes have to do with people that have hurt your family." "I protect what is mine and those that I love" I said looking at my phone. "My Instagram notifications are blasting with pictures of us." "I mean we were together at that time" I turned my phone to him, "look at the captions."
He looked at them. The captions just had hashtags with the ship name they had made for us along with saying that we looked cute and stuff.
He chuckled, "I like this." He pointed out a photoshopped picture of us, him holding my hand and me holding a baby.
"They took this shit too serious" I took my phone from his hands, "and besides, how did they have time to do all the hashtags and the photoshopped pictures?"
"Awe come on. It's a cute picture" he embraced me in a hug from behind.
"Stop" I pushed him away, "I don't do hugs." "Right, I forgot that you're a criminal. Who is apparently cold-hearted." he started walking off. "Wait." I said. "What do you want?!?" he said. "I'm sorry. I just don't usually get hugs from people, which is the reason why."
Awwwwweeee yeahhhhh. Razor's back baby! "Hey, uhh... Wanna go to my place?" I asked. "Uh... It's a bit unusual for me to get invited by girls" he looked down at his feet then back at me, "but I mean, sure. Why not" he chuckled, scratching the back of his neck.
Back at my house
"Come on, let's go to my room," I pulled him with me. For my luck, my brother and Logan were in the living room. "Who's this?" Logan said. "Mind your own business" I walked up the stairs, Sebastian right behind me, "sorry about that. That was my brother's best friend. The other one is my brother." "Rebecca, don't take him into your room!" Jay yelled. I slammed the door of my room, letting him know that I didn't care what he said. Seconds later I hear him bang on the door, "BECCA OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" he continued banging on the door.
"OH MY GOD SHUT UP" I yelled back. "Becky, take off your shirt" Sebastian said. I was confused as to why but did it anyway. After I had taken my shirt off, he grabbed my waist pulling me closer to him. "Do you mind if I leave a couple hickeys on your body?" "Go for it" I responded, knowing whatever purpose it had was to help me in a way.
Once he was done I had a total of 20 hickeys. Behind my ear, on my neck, on my hip, under my bra, and on my boobs.
"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR BECCA!" Jay screamed. I swung the door open.
Jay's POV
Once she opened the door, there stood my sister shirtless with hickeys on her body and her shorts unbuttoned and unzipped. The guy behind her with no shirt on. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" I yelled walking into her room and grabbing her arm. "Dude, chill. She's your sister stop yelling and let her go" Logan pulled me back. "Well, what you see is a way of showing love, dear brother," she said in the sweetest voice. "YOU'RE..." I yelled and got off of Logan's grip, "A FUCKING SLUT" I slapped her.
