Wanted ( A Shoey Fanfic )

Chapter 41 - Hardcore Psychopath

Chapter 41

{Joey's POV}

I watched mom walk away and waved at her till she was out of sight.

"Let's go find Shane" I mumbled to myself.

After turning around and walking a few steps, I suddenly bumped into a teenage girl.

"Oh, Sorry, I'm exhausted.." I lisped to her.

"It's fine. Wait.. Are you... Joey?" She stared at my face, she heard me lisp. Let's hope she doesn't run some popular social media account.

"Yesh.. Thatsh me. Do you watch my vidsh?"

"Hardcore Psychopath." She smiled at me. "Looking at your face it would be rude to ask you to take a picture with me, but.. Can you like, sign this for me?"

She held up her phone cover. There was a picture of Shane and me on it.

"I love how Shane came to help you when you were beaten. If you see him.. Can you tell him I love him?" I gave her back the phone after signing it.

"Sure!"

"When will you see him again?" She asked, leaning on her big, pink suitcase.

"If I manage to find him in time, then five minutes. Bye!"

"Bye Joey, I love you!"

"Love you tsoo!" I lisped while walking towards the side of the airport all the stores were located. Just when I passed a store specialized in wigs I stumbled upon Shane. He came from the opposite way. As he came closer I looked at his face and realized it looked great! His black eye was totally gone and his skin overall looked better than usually.

"Boy! You look awesome-Anya!" I said when I reached for his face.

"Don't touch it!" He said, stepping away from my hand.

"Why not?"

"Because it's a piece if art. And the greatest piece of art you will ever see." He laughed.

We head home from the airport and I saw it was already over eleven. So after discussing who of us would win the Hunger Games for half an hour we knew:

One. I would win the Hunger Games.

And,

Two. Shane doesn't give a fuck about the Hunger Games, because, as he said it himself, "the Hunger Games is a series made for teens" and "he is 25."

When I had finally showered I got next to Shane in bed.

Suddenly I remembered that Connor had called me at the airport, asking me to go on a hike with him tomorrow morning. I told him I would have to ask my 'Personal Coach' for permission. Aka Shane, who is nowhere near a personal coach. You have sports on one hand, and Shane on the other.

"Oh, Shane?" I said as I turned to my side, facing the wall now.

"What?"

"Are you fine with me going out on a hike with Connor tomorrow morning?"

"The one from O2L? Sure. Does that mean I have to get Sawyer to make me breakfast?"

"If you are as lazy tomorrow morning as you always are, then yes. Or you could try to put cereal in a bowl and pour milk over it yourself, but that's up to you and your lazy ass."

"Oh I love you too." He said sarcastically. "And good night."

"Good night, Shaney-anya"

It was silent.

"Oh and some teenage girl that I bumped into told me to tell you that she loves you." I broke the silence.

"You 'bumped' into a girl... You pervert."

"Oh fuck you!" I said smiling.

"I'll keep you on that one." He said, before we both drifted off.

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So Hi!

Not much happening this chapter, still I hope you liked it though. :)

I can not wait to show you the next chapter. I think it's going to be one of the most important chapters in the whole story!

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