Chapter 2 | A Bar, A busty blonde and two Exes
Ross' POV
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Unedited
"You really going to do it dude?" My friend Brandon asked as we sat together at a local bar.
"I've got to, I owe it to Nate."
It's been three days since Nate died. I took a few days off work to prepare for Nate's funeral and also find her.
The night he died, after getting home from my parents, I hired these guys who were my old college buddy's cousin's neighbor uncle who's ex's wife best friend's are friends how specialized in finding people like runaways, to help me find Laura, cause there was no way I could have done it on my own.
The police tried for two years, but it was like she had vanished off of the face of the earth.
"I get it, Nate really wanted to find her back,but this chick seems impossible. It's been what? Six years you guys said since she ran away? What makes you think she wants to come back? What makes you think she's even in the state? Hell she's probably in the Philippines right now .....or maybe...." He trailed off and my breath hitched at what he was hinting.
I threw him a punch in his arm making his grin spill on his pants. "Shit man!" He groaned standing up. He walked away cursing at me readjusting his now wet jeans as he walked to the washroom.
I sighed looking at the floor, completely ignoring the busty blonde winking at me in attempts to desperately get my attention.
It's been three days, and I'm losing hope that these guys would ever find her. But it's not like they weren't. Good. I did research and them, and they were amazing, finding people who've disappeared for almost ten years. I read up about them finding this little girl who ran away for almost twenty years, it took them four years to find her but when they did , they found her half way across the world already an adult and married with three kids, with a different name.
So yes there was hope somewhere that they could find her. And when they do I just hope that she wasn't half way across the world with a new name.
"Why so sad sexy?" A warm hand touched my chest, dragging me out of my thoughts.
My eyes lifted and connected to warm brown ones.
The same busty blonde from stared right into my eyes. Her long fake nails poking into my chest as she grinned.
"Mmm, firm." She hummed in approval at my body.
"Sorry." I grabbed her hand on my chest, taking it off of me and placing it by her side with a soft smile. "Not interested."
"Aww," She cooed with a slight pout, but you haven't even gotten to know me yet." She wink seductively, lifting her chest, simultaneously causing her blessing to push out.
I gave her I smile, trying to let her down easy. "I'm really not interested."
But she was either, half deaf or decisiding to ignore my rejection as she placed her hand on my thigh, rubbing up and down slowly as I sat on the bar stool.
"Oh sweet-"
"He said he's not interested, and if he has to repeat it one more time, you and I will have a problem Missy."
The blonde girl and I simultaneously turn to the owner of the voice and I smile when I saw her.
Blondie, flipped her the bird before shuffling away from me, but not before winking at me and saying " until next time sexy beast."
