I Owe The Badboy

3: A Fvcked Up Condition

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My grammar is garbage but I'll edit it as soon as I can! :)

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CHAPTER THREE ~ A Fvcked Up Condition

We stop rather ungracefully by the old pencil factory making my body advance, face planting myself on his back in the process only to jerk back to its place. As I swiftly jump off the motorcycle, I couldnt help but notice that all my muscles are soar from too much brutality of holding on for dear life.

Just by looking at the factory I can already see death coming my way. The gray complection of the building, scary chirps of crows, dead grass withering, and gravel path made my heart go into overdrive. I wouldnt even be surprise if I had a heart attack from all this pumping.

I probably should've run but I just have to ride on his stupid and cool motorcycle do I?

Zyler took my arm with force yanking my body surprise from his sudden action but nontheless followed not wanting to anger him more than he already is. If it isnt for the fact that his veins in his back are like wires and his angry aura, I would've assume that he might have cooled down just by a notch.

He grab something from his pocket without taking his hand off of me. Its a key. He punch the key into the lock and in no time, the chains fell down infront of his black combat boots.

The metal doors made a creaking sound echoing through the empty factory as he open it with ease. Judging from the rust and dust, the door should've been heavy.

Just like I thought, the place is nothing but spider webs, fleeing rats, dusts and gray. Every thing seems to be dirty and the air lingers the odor of dead pests and so I cover my nose with the collar of my shirt but Zyler was unfazed.

I have never been more scared in my entire life. Just by seeing him pace back and forth in deep thought infront of me made my mind play different scenarios on how his planning his revenge.

I dont even know why his mad at me! Yeah, I kiss him but is he honestly agrivated because of that? I never pinned him for a guy thats very protective of his lips. With a face like that and a hot body, I doubt he can reject the gorgeous girls thats begging by his feet.

Moments pass of us being in the same position, my eratic heart started to calm down. I couldnt really say the same for Zyler. The wires on his back are still there and also his raging fast and short breaths. I even sat down in a frog position staring at him boredly. By now, I just want him to punch me in the face and get this over with. I'm not exactly the most patient girl in the world. If hurting me might kill some time and can also earn my freedom then hey, go ape shit.

"You kiss me." He finally spoke more to himself but it isnt the words I was expecting he would say. I was kinda hoping he would go to the lines of 'I'm gonna kill you' or 'Your fvcking lips is more poisonous than the apple that made Snow White fall asleep'. But nope, the badboy wants to clarify it to his own thoughts.

"I thought we already tackle that." I murmur testing the waters if he would go all crazy shit on me but went content when he didnt react. He just kept pacing back and forth.

"You stole my fucking first kiss." He seethed boring his deadly eyes on me for a moment before moving on.

Woah really?! That made me stand up in alarm. Yes, I'm genuinly shock that the guy still has virgin lips but what made me more tick is that his tone told me that his truly angered that someone stole it from him.

I thought guys dont care about that intimate girl fantasy? And here I am witnessing a very male that was very unlikely to say those words. If someone would've told me that Zyler Trayton has this soft side, I would've laugh and send that person to the best Mental Hospital in the world but seeing this made me somewhat.. Amaze by the trait that he possess.