Now You Want Me?

Crazy Bitch

Chapter 26

Drakes POV

How many times does that low life bastard need to come talk to her? I glare over at the two talking again for the fifth time this week. My phone begins blinking making me tear my glare away from them to it. "What?" I ask gruffly, glaring at the two again.

"Well hello to you too." Talia replies with a smirk through the phone. "Oh hey sorry, what's up?"

"Where do you keep sugar in this damn house?" She asks with annoyance as I hear her opening and closing cabinets in the distance. "Bottom of the fridge."

"The fridge? God you people are weird I'll see you after school." She says hanging up before I could reply. I chuckle to myself before putting down the phone and glaring at Megan and Mason, who are still talking.

Talia Jordan, my fiery red haired best friend from Connecticut who is staying with us to prove to her parole officer she is civilized enough to keep out of trouble for awhile, otherwise she'll be sent to juvie. Both Talias parents passed when she was young, her father killed both himself and her mother by driving their car into a lake. Talia was sent to live with her uncle in Connecticut, which is when she met me. We've been best friends since 3rd grade, when she decided to pour glue down the back of the boy who broke my leggo sculpture.

Talia is what you call crazy, with more marks on her record than the tattoos on her body. And that's saying a lot, the girl is covered from head to toe in them. Her uncle never really cared what she did, he was drunk most of the time. So now she's with us, eating up all my food and hiding out in my house.

I watched Mason finally walk away from Megan. She glared at him as he walked away and made really thing what was going on between the two. The bell signaling the end of lunch finally came and I stood up from my seat to head to class.

When the dreaded school day finally ended, Talia drive my motorcycle up in front of me in the schools parking lot. "How did you get that? How did you even get here?" I ask holding the keys to my motorcycle in my hand. "I walked here, then I hot wired it." I groan, "Talia you can't just hit wire people's motorcycles, hop off I'm driving."

She puts her hands up in surrender, "Alright fine Mr. Bossman, what's got your panties in a twist?" I get onto the motorcycle and she climbs on after me, "I don't want to talk about it."

She shrugs as I drive is back to the house. When we arrive Talia skips into the house as I shut off the bike. I stroll into the kitchen, preparing myself a sandwich when Talia comes in taking the full piece of turkey rest out of my sandwich and into her mouth. I glare at her, "I hate you."

"Love you too." She says with a full mouth. I replace the missing meat with some more as Talia watches me make a sandwich. "What's wrong Drakey? You can tell me." She asks.

I sigh, "My girlfriend broke up with me recently because she found out about my record before I could tell her myself. Now I keep seeing Mason preying around her and it's pissing me off." I say squirting the mayo aggressively onto my sandwich.

"Well don't take it out on the mayo, talk to her."

"I did, we got into an argument and she thinks you're my new girlfriend." Talia gags, "Ew did you tell her that I am not?"

I shrugged, "Not really."

"Drake you're an idiot, so you want her to think you have a new girlfri-" She paused and went slightly pale, "Did you just say Mason? As in Mason Corleone?! He's here and you didn't mention this to me?!" She exclaims. "How am I supposed to keep from starting trouble if I end up getting arrested for murdering that boy?!"

Talia and Mason were together for a little while before she caught him in bed with another girl, which resulted in her almost killing both Mason and the girl, and spending the night in jail. Mason was left with a broken arm and the girl had a black eye.

"Talia I completely forgot about what went down with him, but you won't see him around, you're not going to my school right?" I ask. "No but-"

"Shhh." I silence her, "You'll be alright." She groans, "I better be, otherwise I'll slit your throat and fill it with your balls."

I instantly began rubbing my throat at the thought, knowing she would. "But anyway back to the girl, I need all details."

I take my sandwich over to the dining table and tell Talia all about Megan and I. "She lives next door you say?" She smiles creepily.

"Um yeah. Why?"

"No reason." She continues smiling.

"I swear you're one crazy bitch." She smiles again, "I know."

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Sorry this ones so short!
            -AuggiePooh