I crossed my legs to be more comfortable and to strangers, that looks fucked up considering I have a black eye and a bunch of blood stains splattered all over my clothes. Honestly, it hurts like a bitch to breathe. I think that schmuck fractured a rib.
Not more than ten minutes later, a black 1977 Chevy Impala stopped in front of me. It was shiny and sleek with tinted windows, giving me a full view of my almost fucked-up face. If it wasn't for Caleb rolling down the window, I wouldn't have gotten inside the car.
"Ares," He called out. "You rang?" He finished off the sentence with a smirk to which I rolled my eyes at.
I stood up then got inside the car with a huff, careful not to move too much due to my painful side.
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Goddess of War
Teen Fiction"Tell me your name." Luca asked as he stared at me with his piercing green eyes. "I prefer you call me baby doll. Giving you my real name would just make this personal, honey." I answered with a teasing smirk ~~ She was named after the god of war, A...
