The Bad Boys and I

CH 10: Bad Boys

Rachel's POV

That evening I arrived at his house and he wasn't there I sat with his mother; Sue.

"Do you want some tea sweetie?" she asked.

"No mother she doesn't want any tea" Damien barged in with a couple of friends some I knew some I didn't know walking pass us. I just sat staring at the tea because I really did want some.

"Rachel come along" He yelled. I sighed taking a sip of the tea before I left Sue.

I followed Damien and his friends down the white halls up the golden stairs towards his bedroom.

"This your bitch Damien?" a boy in baggy clothes and a sleeve of tattoos and a bunch of gold teeth asked, damn boy barely look like 16 his parents can't give a damn about him and where is his manners.

"Call my girl a bitch again and let's see if you leave here with teeth" Damien threatened him. I felt so out of place probably because I am very much out of place. Why am I even here? Still feeling so uncomfortable and completely uneasy I walked over to Damien and he pulled me in his lap.

"Put on your headphones and go sit on the bed" he whispered in my ear, I gave him a confused look but he gave me this look that said "go".

"Damien keep her close or I'll have her in a heartbeat" some other guy said as I sat on the bed.

"No you won't have me in a heartbeat" I rolled my eyes and sat on the bed patiently.

I laid on his bed for an hour listening to music and listening to them. Only if I had a swear jar I'd have a million dollars, these boys curse too much. All I know is they were talking about a party and war with Scott and another guy name.....

Gage Hunter

Ugh even saying his name freaked me out. Gage is 6 feet and some with brown hair and he is hot but his reputation is sick. He killed someone and let one of his followers take the blame, he's a whore, he doesn't do girlfriends he fucks you and leaves you and that's not even half of it. He'll bring a gun to a knife fight he isn't afraid to neither play dirty nor get his hands dirty. Even his parents are afraid of him and he's barely 18. I've never met him, but I have spoken to him on Damien's phone and I swear I would never answer his phone for him ever again.

"Rachel" I was too busy with my thoughts I didn't realized everyone had left and only me and Damien remained. I took out my headphones looking at my now almost dead phone

"Hi, so did you call me here so I could kill my phone battery listening to music while you talk to your perverted friends" I said sitting up fixing me flannel top.

"No" he sat beside me on the bed.

"I called you here for something else but then the fellows said they need to talk, by the way how much of that did you hear?"

"Enough to know you are going to a party tonight where you are going to get drunk and have sex with some bimbo you won't even remember tomorrow" I said looking away from him. He turned my face so I'd look him in his brown eyes. "I am not going to get drunk and have sex with some bimbo I won't remember the next day I promise"

I heard that before

"Is that all you heard?"

"If you are referring to if I heard you and your friends discussing Gage Hunter then no I didn't hear anything else" I said smiling and he winked at me.

He walked to his closet taking out a pink box. Handing me it with the biggest smile I've ever seen on his face. Which totally scared me but when I saw what was in the box I was beyond shocked.

The most beautiful necklace.

"Wow"

"You can where it to this years Snow Flake Ball with me"

"Is that an invite?"

"Yes, Rachel" I jumped into his arms knocking him down onto the floor, smiling but interrupting my moment was my phone ringing.

"What can I help you with Ricky"

"Mom wants you home" Ricky said then pressed out the phone in my ear.

I sighed putting my phone in my pocket. "I have to go"

"Right now?"

I nodded my head and pushed myself off of him.

"Come on you just got here" he said pouting.

"No I got here about an hour ago or so but at least you can walk me to my car." I smiled and walked through the door with him walking slowly behind me.

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